I meant! To come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling
Covered canned
It was sick and no 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 you
It's classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember
I feel sick (4x)
It's just a bad call!
It's so funny how you think I'm so serious
But that's not it
The thing is
I don't give enough to give a fuck
It's just plain boring
Ah 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 sickened
And who the fuck are you anyway you fuck
It's making sick sense
Seeing how you're sticking out
Hardly and hoping
Money please
Arise up off the fuckin' knees
And hop off the train for a second and
Try to find you're fucking heart
