Lyrics
Sick to my stomach. The pain, it never quits. I've got a nervous twitch, and I'm dead. Gonna kill this man. I'm running out of options. He took my life away. Now, he's dead. Taking sides again. I'll take the one against myself, and I won't be so mad when I'm dead. Call me a fool for this. Just call me naughty, nothing else. I brought myself into this. Now, we're dead. Wake up from another nightmare, but it's the same dream again. I used to feel bad. Now, I don't care. Could you please understand? I hate myself and this predicament. I don't know where to begin to pick up pieces of my former self and be a person again. Failing everything, but, then, you made me who I am, a bitter human being that's now dead. Don't call me wrong again. Just call me naughty, nothing else. I'm fine with being used.
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