I'm sick of my enemies
Sick of my friends
I'm sick of the cuts
Of all of the ends
I'm sick of the sun
Yeah sick of the rain
I'm sick of the luck
And sick of the pain
I'm sick of the darkness
Sick of the light
I'm sick of the war
And sick of the fight
I'm sick of the coffee
And sick of the tea
Just sick of the sugar
And sick of me
I'm sick of the Hello's
Sick of Goodbyes
I'm sick of the stories
Sick of the lies
I'm sick of the fantasy
In all of your heads
I'm sick of the evil
I'm sick of the deads
I'm sick of my habits
And sick of my life
I'm sick of the world
I'll leave it.
Bye
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Poetry {english~german}
Poetry✖art Never comes From Happiness ✖ Wenn ich schreibe, kann ich vergessen. Late night thoughts, könnte man sagen. Wenn es nichts mehr gibt, was mich hält, habe ich das hier. Und es hilft. © dirtandroses All rights reserved ---------- Cover by Carmen...