Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Sick of It All
Die alone
So rotten on the inside
In heart and soul and mind
No friends to ever count on
Guaranteed to die alone
Die alone
Keep the money, keep it all
Die alone
A worthless pile of bones
So rotten on the inside
Where all the truth hides
The lie that's on the outside
Is worn like a disguise
Die alone
Keep the money, keep it all
Die alone
A worthless pile of bones
So rotten on the inside, guaranteed to die alone
So rotten on the inside, guaranteed to die alone
There is no room left for things that we possess
There is no room to take it with you
The only thing left, emotions we possess
The feeling that would love or hate you
Die alone, die die
There is no room to take it with you
Die alone, die die
No one will care and none will mourn you
Die alone, die die
You have no room to take it with you
Die alone, die die
No one will mourn, they want to see you gone
They want to see you gone
Die alone