Girls Under Glass Sick Of You
Welcome to my soul...
"Goodbye" just a word
With a meaning does it hurt?
Face to face with a smile
I will leave you for a while
Call me asshole call me pig
Call me dog 'cause I'm sick
Call me bastard 'cause this is the truth
I want freedom I am sick of you
Face to face with a smile
I will leave you for a while
With your tears with your hate
Treat me now it's not too late
Good luck good luck wherever you go...
Sick
I am sick of you
