Sick

Seeing god now that I'm conscious of him
Repeating thinking about everything we did
Im not unholy I'm just lost in your abyss
Never met the devil but you were sure close to him

Something struck when you where stunned
and we had just got of the phone
the blood was dripping of of your head
Head

Come to the surface yet I still forget to breathe
Nothing can make it better even if you plead
Im overcome with all your evil and your sins
Try to talk about it, I don't know where to begin

Something struck when you where stunned
and we had just got of the phone
the blood was dripping of of your head
Something struck when you where stunned
and we had just got of the phone
the blood was dripping of of your head
Head