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• Artiste: Evans Blue
• Titre: Sick Of It
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I ran away from you I took everything Facing the day I turned my back Just the way you showed me I'd say I've changed So you're right And you stayed the same I stepped away from you I won't be coming back I thought I told you I don't need the headache Why are you so pathetic Try, and you just might get It's come to this And now I'm sick of it I can't stand the habit Hide, 'cause you just can't have it Lie and maybe you'll find It's come to its end And now I'm sick of it You're getting sick of this life Facing the truth Chasing the lies you live by Won't be something new to you I haven't spoke of bad times I have no use Erase the memories Is something I must do I thought I told you I don't need the headache Why are you so pathetic Try, and you just might get It's come to this And now I'm sick of it I can't stand the habit Hide, 'cause you just can't have it Lie, and maybe you'll find It's come to its end And now I'm sick of it Nothing around you Nothing to say Nothing involving you Concerns me today Maybe you'll find out Maybe you'll break Maybe you'll end up Just the way you are today I thought I told you I don't need the headache Why are you so pathetic Try, and you just might get It's come to this And now I'm sick of it I can't stand the habit Hide, 'cause you just can't have it Lie and maybe you'll find It's come to its end And now I'm sick of it (Thanks to Joseph E. Gaona for these lyrics)