Album: Bringing Down The Giant (2012)

You Make Me Sick

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

Here comes Mr. Cool, thinks he's looking real fine
All dressed in black, tattoos he found online
But getting real loose in his daddy's Cadillac
Still living with his mom, yeah in a three room shack

You make me sick (sick.. sick?)
You make me sick

Look at all these little girls looking for their dreams
Living off these sexualites who's life ain't what they seem

You make me sick (sick.. sick?)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end quick
You make me sick

Look at Mr. TV man tryna spread the news
All I hear is lies about time to tell the truth

You make me sick (sick.. sick?)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end real quick
You make me sick

Hey there politician with your painted on grin
Don't forget to free the hands of the ones that got you in
You only seem to care about that money that you make
Your livin in that shitty grin that's planted on your face

You make me sick (sick.. sick?)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end real quick
You make me sick, aha

You make me sick (sick.. sick?)
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end quick
You make me sick