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I'm Sick
Leayah

So it all comes down to this
Maybe I can't get through
I can't take it anyway
Those things you say aren't true
You never give in
You realize I've had enough?
Don't tell me not to complain
Or to suck it up

I'm sick of all this shit
I'm sick of everything you say
I'm sick of all these lies
Why won't you go away?
You're not on a leash
So don't follow me around
Get up, and get out
Don't make another sound

It seems lately all you people do
Is wanna bring me down
It seems lately your hobbies
Are kicking me to the ground
And yet this new sport
Is killing me more and more
Why would you do this?
Leaving an open tore

I'm sick of all this shit
I'm sick of everything you say
I'm sick of all these lies
Why won't you go away?
You're not on a leash
So don't follow me around
Get up, and get out
Don't make another sound

You say you want nothing to do with me
Then why the hell are you still here?
Telling your lies?
Spreading your lies?
Living the lies?


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