Sicko şarkı sözleri
If I blow my head off talking to youI know a tape recorder's got nothing to dowith a lack of interest in living lifewhen a hundred pound depression straps down tightdoes anybody hear medoes anybody careis anybody listeningis anybody up therecovered my eyes up Sunday morningfrom the momentary lack of stable groundlooked for you and the room was spinningyou left me hanging with nothing but me aroundIf I pull my heart out thinking of youand then the holes in the skin come bleeding throughwhat's the point in keeping onwhen a whole and a half of the half's gone
