Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening
Life is a dream
I'd rather let time march on without me
Living is boring, dying is easy
Baby, can't you see?
I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me
And I see every hypocrite who painted wounds on my skin
You make me sick, sick, sick!
And I know everything you did, reliving all your old sins
You make me sick, sick, sick!
And I thought I knew all your tricks, but that's not true, now is it?
You make me sick, sick, sick!
You make me sick, sick, sick, sick, sick!
You make me sick, sick, sick, sick!
You made me sick, sick, sick!
Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening
Life is a dream
I'd rather let time march on without me
Living is boring, dying is easy
Baby, can't you see?
I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me!
But every now and then I find an ugly voice from inside
Whispering promises
I'll be your little hedonist and give you all my weakness
Aren't we just sick, sick, sick?
Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening
Life is a dream
I'd rather let time march on without me
Living is boring, dying is easy
Baby, can't you see?
I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me!
