Sick Day 가사

Head in the dry wall With prescriptions, I can’t fill Ceiling fan keeps your breath in My bed is my casket Let’s lay together This world is losing interest in me Let’s take a sick day for breakfast Let’s make this our home My health gets worse and worse But at least we’re still together Let’s make this our home (Let’s make this our home) Choke on our spit till we feel better Gouge the price of gasoline And try to makе something out of me I won’t feel bettеr with you around I won’t feel better at all I’ll starve myself if you feel dehydrated I’ll wear your clothes if you just go on naked Your insides come out more and more with every word you cough up If I’ve got a problem Then you’ve got a problem, too We could try and solve them But then I would have to look at you In those eyes, there’s nothing When you say you love me I’ll never get your temperament Or peace of mind It was never meant We fell asleep together Slept longer than we should Then blame it on the weather And all of the chances were never deserved (Donnie, what did Roberta Sparrow say to you?) And all will be wasted if I never learn (She said that every living creature on Earth dies alone) (How did that make you feel?)