Songtext von Sick Punk

Sick punk You're on the sick junk Talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin' I'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been living I'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been given I'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin' I'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been living I'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been given I'm talkin' 'bout the life that you'll be killing I'm talkin' 'bout the life in your own prison Everybody suffering is part of the human condition Cut you like a laser razor-sharp from head to toe Numb you go 'Cause you're a sick punk baby and I like your style 'Cause you're a sick punk baby and I like your work 'Cause you're a sick punk baby and I like your style 'Cause you're a sick punk You're on the sick junk Look at you now Now look what you've done you abused her And you never will recover from it Now look what you've done you confused her And you never will recover from it Sick punk You're on the sick junk Talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been livin' I'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been dishin' I'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been grippin' I'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been twistin' I'm talkin' 'bout the god that rules your heaven I'm talkin' 'bout the god that sucks your soul in I'm talkin' 'bout the god that soothes your devil Talkin' 'bout the god that you can't handle Tiny little pleasure demons fighting for your mind You'll be fine So your soul is empty fill it up with regular It's popular Feel it flowin' in your iron arteries Like antifreeze You're good reminder off the agony of love You're undone