Dope - Sick Lyrics

Artist: Dope

Album: Felons And Revolutionaries

  • Songwriters: Brian Ebejer, Erikh Ebejer

Here is to tomorrow
Baby, I'm feelin sick
Complain the whole world's angry
You make me sick

With each crime you processed me
You stuck me with the rest
Every time you mess with me
I'll put you to the test

Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker
Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker

Here is to tomorrow
Maybe I'm getting sick
For every time you caressed me
I'll put one in your head

I gave up on society
And everything you've said
Have it your way

Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker
Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker

And you're dead fucker
And you're dead fucker
And you're dead fucker

Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker
Bang, bang, bang in your head, fucker
Bang, bang, bang and you're dead, fucker


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