Sick One by Fashion Bomb Lyrics

This is my
Tragedy
Sick as Fuck
Travesty
This is my
Tragedy
This rage demands to be released
This rage demands to be released
Sick! Fuck! Sick!
Sick! Fuck! Sick!
This is my life
This is my spine
Saving myself and I’m living a lie
Choices made
Often determine the hand we play
Acting on urges we’ve hidden away
Is never safe for us…safe for us
Eight ball eyes entice
Smelling like winter, it smells so white
Pleasure can break you with a smile
And challenge your sanctity…your sanity
*sick*
Sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
And this is myself
You’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
Like nobody else
This is my life
This is my spine
Saving myself and I’m living a lie
Sweet to taste
Iron inside and the thrill of the chase
A beast that stalks his prey
And eats the flesh of lust, from each of us
All of the pain that I deal
And the shame isn’t real
And I’m fighting an id full of zeal
And it puts me in places
To change all the faces
And causes in phases, depravity
*sick*
Sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
And this is myself
You’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
Like nobody else
This is my life
This is my spine
Saving myself and I’m living a lie
This is my
Tragedy
Sick as fuck
Travesty
This is my
Tragedy
This rage demands to be released
Demands to be released!
Sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
And this is myself
You’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
Like nobody else
This is my
Tragedy
Sick as fuck
Sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
And this is myself
You’re a sick fuck, you’re a sick fuck
Like nobody else
This is my life
This is my spine
Saving myself and I’m living a lie