كلمات Sick Mind

You are the habit, yeah, you are the vice You can't be trusted, and I can't be nice You are the sickness, that crawls in my head You'll keep supplying, until I am dead You can't be serious, so I cut the cord You come around when you think I am bored Chase down the devil and give him my name Take off the mask to reveal we're the same Look at me, I'm not well, I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm in hell I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake I've gotta, sick mind, can't you tell? I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm not well I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake about it You are a hypocrite, I can't complain I've paid my way to end up insane Look at the bright side, oh never mind Searching for something, I'll never find Laugh when you feel the pain, go numb inside I can't remember when I felt alive Chase down your God and give him my name Take off the mask to reveal we're the same Look at me, I'm not well, I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm in hell I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake I've gotta, sick mind, can't you tell? I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm not well I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake about it Sick mind, you know I've gotta, sick mind