Sick

Just stab me for fun, my sick
The light doesn’t sway, there’s no answer here
In this vast, messed-up machine, it’s dirtying my eyes
In this vast, harsh cult machine, the stupid colors injure my sick

Shine a light on my memories, my sick
As I peek into the pain I don’t show anyone
When did I give up? Looking like this
Why can’t I be forgiven? How much more do I have to scream?

Where for my sick and body
Nowhere, God, injure my sick
Where does sickness go to vanish?
Nowhere, God, injure my sick

The dreams left in my hands are a bit heavy, pieced together
They wet my heart, so deliver my scream
Scream until loneliness is scared, as long as I’m alive

What do you want by denying all the dreams I painted and the tomorrow I believed in?
Do you want this rotten reality?
Do you want to be filled with this pointless shine?
If that’s okay, I’ll do everything you say, I’ll give it all up
But just one thing
My pride, I won’t give to anyone

The dreams left in my hands are a bit heavy, pieced together
They wet my heart, so deliver my scream
Scream until loneliness is scared, as long as I’m alive

Tears make the darkness sway, so I won’t forget my thoughts in the sky
Just ahead of my sight, deliver my scream
Scream until loneliness is scared, as long as I’m alive

Am I sick? Or sick?