Album: Staind
You´re Pathetic
You´re fucking Week
And I´m sick of it all
Social Anesthetic
To the people you meet
And I´m sick of it all
You just don´t get it
You never get it
And I´m sick of it all
Falling Faster
Sick of it all
To the End
The Weight of your sorrow
Make some Paper Wings
And learn to fly
If there´s no tomorrow
Burn your Paper Wings
And say Good Bye
You cut me
So fucking Deep
And I´m sick of it all
You fucking drain me
I can´t breathe
And I´m sick of it all
I break down
On my knees
And I´m sick of it all
You´re so unreal
How you just don´t get it
And I´m sick of it all
Falling Faster
Sick of it all
To the End
The Weight of your sorrow
Make some Paper Wings
And learn to fly
If there´s no tomorrow
Burn your Paper Wings
And say Good Bye
I can´t go on like this
Not even one more Day
I can´t go on like this
I can ´t go on
I can´t go on like this
Not even one more Day
I can´t go on like this
I can ´t go on
The Weight of your sorrow
Make some Paper Wings
And learn to fly
If there´s no tomorrow
Burn your Paper Wings
And say Good Bye