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Sick of people! No one’s real!

Sick of chicks! They’re all bitches!

Sick of you! You’re too hip!

Sick of life! It sucks!

Suicide’s an alternative!

Sick of trying! What’s the point?!

Sick of talking! No one listens!

Sick of listening! It’s all lies!

Sick of thinking! Just end up confused!

Sick of moving! Never get nowhere!

Sick of myself! Don’t wanna live!

Sick and tired! And no one cares!

Sick of life! It sucks!

Sick of politics! For the rich!

Sick of power! Only oppresses!

Sick of government! Full of tyrants!

Sick of school! Total brainwash!

Sick of music! Top 40 sucks!

Sick of myself! Don’t wanna live!

Sick and tired! And no one cares!

Sick of life! It sucks!

Suicide’s an alternative!

Sick of life! It sucks!

Sick and tired! And no one cares!

Sick of myself! Don’t wanna live!

Sick of living! I’m gonna die!

Suicide’s an alternative!

Well, I’ve got a little story to tell

About a man, said he came from hell

He said Satan’s been lookin’ especially after me

He said Satan’s got a paper, gonna set my body free

He said power and glory, rich is the story

All in your name and all for you today

Oh yeah!

Power in your name, glory and fame

All the gold and riches you ever could have

Oh yeah!

He said power, fame, all in your name

All that you wanted, all that you need

All that you want to answer your dream

Anything that you ever could need

Sign the paper, that’s all you do

Sign the paper, it’s ready to you

Anything there, it’s all for you

Just sign the paper!

Oh! Let me see if I got this right!

Then I sign the paper and I get all these things

It’s gotta be something else to happen

I don’t know, man, besides, it’s like...coward

Well I don’t care too much about gold

And I don’t really give a fuck about what you’ve been told

And I don’t really care for anyone looking after me

Besides, I’m a meaner son of a bitch than that fuck ever could be