Cut Rate Box – Sickness lyrics

I'm tired of keeping my eyes open
I'm sick of eating your views
I see in honesty
But you just refuse
It comes up
You take it down
This way of life
I just go around
And I'm sick
And I'm tired and now

My sickness follows the smell from heaven

Keep it all inside
No-one really wants to know the way you feel
Don't ever let it show
The way you feel
Take me in the way we walk
Take me in to the bone is where the heart
In the tracks of life stops dead and now

My sickness follows the smell from heaven

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The night is blinding
It's so confining
To a time it's mesmerizing
Someone has to draw the line around you
In these times
For one day in my mind my sickness follows
The smell from heaven heaven taken away