Sick Of You
I'm so sick of you x3
You have permission to speak
No!
It's my time to talk
Been silent for ages
And now It's me who's in charge
I'm sick of your kindness
You and I we have come to an end
I'm sick of your bullshit
I regret I even call you my friend
Oh god won't you listen
For a second or two
This is a decision
For you
Nobody is left here
All your friends are gone
And it reminds me
Why we can't carry on
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick of you
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick of you
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick of you
I'm so sick, I'm so sick of you
Fuck
I'm so sick, so sick, so sick of you
So sick, so sick, so sick of you
So sick, so sick, so sick of you
I'm so sick, I'm so sick of you
Oh god won't you listen
For a second or two
This is a decision
For you
Nobody is left here
All your friends are gone
And it reminds me
Why we can't carry on
Oh god won't you understand
We can't be
When you're the enemy
Nobody is left here
All your friends are gone
And it reminds me
Why we can't carry on
Nobody is left here
All your friends are gone
And it reminds me
Why we can't carry on
Oh god won't you understand
We can't be
When you're the enemy
You're the enemy
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