Songtexte I'm Still Sick - Dream Drop

I'm still sick

I am the son of a mother who's gone
And the things that I've seen, I just play fucking rock
Sleep on my couch 'cause the bed was too far
But it's fine, get a drink, then you can't bottle it up
Think about that, now it sits in my chest
The rats that I feed to stay up with the rest
I am the king of the shoe with some pants
And if I had my ruler, it shouldn't be bent

I'm still sick, I'm wondering
If I do what I can to make sense of a plan that just won't stick
I'm still sick

Snap those cigarettes in half for you
You bang on the door, I'm on the floor

I am the child of a departed soul
And there's things that just cling to me, it's been too long
You think you're better off than I am now
But the message you sent to me, it meant a lot
Think about that, now it sits in my chest
The truth and the drugs, I grew up with the rest
I haven't got anything yet, it seems
I cannot live with no fight, no regrets

I'm still sick, I'm wondering
If I do what I can to make sense of a plan that just won't stick
I'm still sick

I'm still sick
I'm still sick
I'm still sick
I'm still sick
I'm still sick
I'm still sick