Sick of talking.
Tick. I’m tocking.
Down the street and I’m sick
Of the talk of the trick that’s every time we meet
But.
Oh, I don’t know why. Oh, I don't know why.
Blinking, thinking something’s moving 'cross my skin
And I scratch the spot, I watch the dot, that’s on the lens but
Oh, I don’t know why. Oh, I don't know why.
Something’s closing in and I can’t do a thing.
No, I can’t do a thing but wonder.
He said I’m crazy, I know.
He said I’m crazy, I know.
All I can say is that the drugs don’t work no more.
My face is shaking,
Knees are breaking,
To all this and for once I’m mistaken
The rules I’ve been breaking, make you sick but
Oh, I don’t know why. Oh, I don't know why.
My mind is in an oily state of screaming sin
And the moment I want to relax is when the **** kicks in, but
Oh, I don’t know why. Oh, I don't know why.
Now he’s back again.
And now he’s brought a friend.
And his friends brought a whole dark army.
He said I’m crazy, I know.
He said I’m crazy, I know
All I can say is that the drugs don’t work no more.
He said I’m crazy, I know.
He said I’m crazy, I know
All I can say is that the drugs don’t work no...
da da
Sick of talking.
Tick. I’m tocking.
Down the street and I’m sick
Of the talk of the trick that’s every time we meet
and I’m sick
Of the talk of the trick that’s every time we meet
and Ohh ohh ohh
He said I’m crazy, I know.
He said I’m crazy, I know
All I can say is that the drugs don’t work no more.
He said I’m crazy, I know.
He said I’m crazy, I know
All I can say is that the drugs don’t work no..
Mooooore..
drugs don't work no
Mooooore...
2006-12-04 04:19:16
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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Suggest Lyrics.com or just run an engine search. Good Luck hon..........
2006-12-03 08:54:27
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answer #2
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answered by BigDaddySteven2006 5
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