Sick

A cigarette and cherry coke on the space bar

Loving all my enemies with a broken heart

Electric cars, going green, living my best life

Only doing good things when the price is right

I don't know what we've done

There's a haze in the air and there's black on the sun

I don't know what we've done

We keep selling our souls

And there's no refunds

We are afraid

Locked in a cage

You will obey

Till you're sick on the inside

Gold chains

Keep us enslaved

We're not made

To be sick on the inside

Ahhh

Ahhh

Sick on the inside

Sick on the inside

I don't know who I am anymore

There's tears in the curtains and there's blood on the floor

I take my medication two times a day

And the letters on the bottle say I should be OK but

I think you know that I'm not doing so well

But my brain's in the fog, so I can't even tell

I'm afraid of mirrors, I'm afraid of the sky

I'm afraid of death but I'm afraid to be alive

I don't know what we've done

There's a haze in the air and there's black on the sun

I don't know what we've done

We keep selling our souls

And there's no refunds

So they keep us afraid

Locked in a cage

You will obey

Till you're sick on the inside

Gold chains

Keep us enslaved

We're not made

To be sick

Dead in the brain

Zombies in chains

Eating away

Till we're sick on the inside

Blood rage

No one escapes

Swallow the pain

Till we're sick on the inside

Ahhh

Ahhh

Sick on the inside

Sick on the inside

For we know not

What we do

Amen