Fake Sick - GLASS TIDES

I’m just, waiting\nFor the world to blow up in my\nFace it’s, tasteless\nI don’t mind, just fuck it up\nTime’s up, wasted\nAnother day, it’s just creepin' up\nWhere’s my, patience\nI don’t sing that much\nAll the\nExploitation\nRun it up run it back\nThere’s no way to go\nIn the end I’m the one\nIn the freak show\nTry to fake it\nMake myself feel sick\nTake it through take it back\nNever know if I’m the one\nAt my door\nSo fuck my feelings, fuck my problems\nNo one cares and no one solves them\nThrow my punch and spit new bullshit\nmight lose it now\nI’m all washed out\nThe leaks won’t drain\nI fought before\nI learnt the pain\nAll the\nExploitation\nRun it up run it back\nThere’s no way to go\nIn the end I’m the one\nIn the freak show\nTry to fake it\nMake myself feel sick\nTake it through take it back\nNever know if I’m the one\nAt my door\nI’m just, waiting\nFor the world to blow up in my\nFace it’s, tasteless\nI don’t mind, just fuck it\nAll the\nExploitation\nRun it up run it back\nThere’s no way to go\nIn the end I’m the one\nIn the freak show\nTry to fake it\nMake myself feel sick\nTake it through take it back\nNever know if I’m the one\nAt my door