Paroles de I'm Sick (Of This American Life)

Screw kid I got nothing to say Quit bugging me, go away High time you realized I didn't come here to socialize I'm sick, sick of this american life And I've learned the value of human sacrifice I like staring at two glass eyes Keep them stuffed, museum style Got alarms set all around In case they move around I'm sick, sick of this american life And I've learned the value of human sacrifice