7. Lotion

I meant! Suck’em…
To come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling covered canned
It was sick and now you don’t even know how
It comes shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs
But it’s classical anyways

I can’t!
Help it, makes me so sick over and over
It sits stiff bound with no heart
Fine ’cause this is where the separation starts arising
I can see it comin’ over your cloud!

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember…
I feel sick (4x)

It’s just a bad call! Ah…
It’s so funny how you think I’m so serious
But that’s not it
The thing is I don’t give enough just to give a fuck
It’s just plain boring, and you bore me asleep!

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember…
I feel sick (4x)
Feel sick God (6x)
And I feel sick

Ah Fuck! Who the fuck are you anyways you fuck
It’s making sick sense, seeing how you’re sticking out
Hardly and hoping, ah
Money please
Arise up off the fuckin’ knees
Hop off the train for a second
And try to find your own fucking heart…

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember
I feel sick (4x)
Feel sick God (8x)
I feel sick right here (7x)
I feel sick!

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