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I curse to Hell the magistrate who granted this unholy thing
But I know, I know I asked for this myself
I'm bound by law to Hell and it's
Sick, sick, sick
Humans and their needs
Living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seams
A dank reject, devil in a dress
Exactly what you seem
[Sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
If memory serves me correct
I gave you all, you gave me less
Your sexcapades deliver checks
But can't afford you self-respect
And it's
Sick, sick, sick
Humans on their knees
Living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seams
A dank reject, devil in a dress
Exactly what you seem
[Sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
Maybe love is looking for someone to fill all holes
We grow up building lies with holes in all our walls
The walls can fall, but here you are with spare bricks to save the day
And we pray it's not too late
Spare bricks can be dead weight
[Sick, sick, sick
It's sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
Bayside
Sick, Sick, Sick
Sick, Sick, Sick
I curse to Hell the magistrate who granted this unholy thing
But I know, I know I asked for this myself
I'm bound by law to Hell and it's
Sick, sick, sick
Humans and their needs
Living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seams
A dank reject, devil in a dress
Exactly what you seem
[Sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
If memory serves me correct
I gave you all, you gave me less
Your sexcapades deliver checks
But can't afford you self-respect
And it's
Sick, sick, sick
Humans on their knees
Living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seams
A dank reject, devil in a dress
Exactly what you seem
[Sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
Maybe love is looking for someone to fill all holes
We grow up building lies with holes in all our walls
The walls can fall, but here you are with spare bricks to save the day
And we pray it's not too late
Spare bricks can be dead weight
[Sick, sick, sick
It's sick, sick, sick] x2
You made a mess of things
My, what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you make me
In our world, it's cold outside
So, button up and open wide
I hate the way you make me feel
Sick, sick, sick
