Lyrics sick of myself - 93FEETOFSMOKE
I
don't
know
who
I
am,
I
don't
trust
who
you
are
Lately
all
I
can
do
is
pray
to
the
stars
That
this
bleak
observation
of
everything
I
see
Might
one
day
turn
around,
I
need
to
get
some
fucking
help
I'm
fucking
sick
of
myself
Fucking
sick
of
how
my
brain
has
a
mind
for
itself
Consider
this
an
open
letter
you
won't
read
for
yourself
Yeah,
of
course
I'm
talking
'bout
who's
typing
these
words
all
down
Looking
more
and
more
like
deadman
in
this
wonderland
town
Looking
more
and
more
like
deadman
in
this
wonderland
town
Leave
me
in
the
past
like
your
bad
dreams
Don't
care
if
you're
home
in
the
morning
I'm
betting
it's
best
to
ignore
me
It's
worthless
for
us
to
keep
pushing
Leave
me
in
the
past
like
your
bad
dreams
Don't
care
if
you're
home
in
the
morning
I'm
betting
it's
best
to
ignore
me
It's
worthless
for
us
to
keep
pushing
I'm
fucking
sick
of
myself
Fucking
sick
of
how
my
brain
has
a
mind
for
itself
Consider
this
an
open
letter
you
won't
read
for
yourself
Yeah,
of
course
I'm
talking
'bout
who's
typing
these
words
all
down
Leave
me
in
the
past
like
your
bad
dreams
Don't
care
if
you're
home
in
the
morning
I'm
betting
it's
best
to
ignore
me
It's
worthless
for
us
to
keep
pushing
Leave
me
in
the
past
like
your
bad
dreams
Don't
care
if
you're
home
in
the
morning
I'm
betting
it's
best
to
ignore
me
It's
worthless
for
us
to
keep
pushing
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