Sick Of You
I'm sick of your voice I hear it because I have no choice It reminds me of what was said It replays in my head I'm sick of your face My mind is in a race It replays the look of disappointment From you causing a dent I'm sick of your pleasure If I would have said sure You would make me feel a lot worse More than you curse I'm sick of your pain So stay in your lane Because you should be in jail No one should pay the bail I'm sick of your name Hearing it makes me go insane You make me want to die After what you did, you better not lie
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