Yeah
and he would be like:
let me spit it out
this is my song
written word
my voice is shut
voice is unheard
life
screaming inside
sick of push and pull
sick of second place
sick of third place
sick of giving
sick of not receiving
sick of asking
sick of asking
sick of asking
sick of silence
sick of illusions we invent
to survive
sick of polished faces
sick of fakes
sick of lazy butts
sick of sleeping people
sick of stupid people
sick of the system around
sick of running
sick of walking
sick of sitting
sick of people destroying
life
sick of silence
sick of problems
sick of solutions
sick of not saying it like it is
sick of rules
sick of limits
sick of Fridays
sick of time dripping
scull about to crack
sick of making sure it works
sick of pain
the pain of living
eating, shitting, sleeping
again
sick of being
who invented life must have been sick
or nonhuman
sick of stupid fucks
sick of people falling into themselves
pretending to be
fine
sick of rotting
weak by choice
evil by choice
yeah
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