Sick

A cigarette and cherry coke on the space bar
Loving all my enemies with a broken heart
Electric cars, going green, living my best life
Only doing good things when the price is right

I don't know what we've done
There's a haze in the air and there's black on the sun
I don't know what we've done
We keep selling our souls
And there's no refunds

We are afraid
Locked in a cage
You will obey
Till you're sick on the inside
Gold chains
Keep us enslaved
We're not made
To be sick on the inside

Ahhh
Ahhh
Sick on the inside
Sick on the inside

I don't know who I am anymore
There's tears in the curtains and there's blood on the floor
I take my medication two times a day
And the letters on the bottle say I should be OK but
I think you know that I'm not doing so well
But my brain's in the fog, so I can't even tell
I'm afraid of mirrors, I'm afraid of the sky
I'm afraid of death but I'm afraid to be alive

I don't know what we've done
There's a haze in the air and there's black on the sun
I don't know what we've done
We keep selling our souls
And there's no refunds

So they keep us afraid
Locked in a cage
You will obey

Till you're sick on the inside
Gold chains
Keep us enslaved
We're not made
To be sick
Dead in the brain
Zombies in chains
Eating away
Till we're sick on the inside
Blood rage
No one escapes
Swallow the pain
Till we're sick on the inside

Ahhh
Ahhh
Sick on the inside
Sick on the inside

For we know not
What we do
Amen