Tekster: DevilDriver. Beast. You Make Me Sick.

I pass them by, pass them by
Till all their pain subsides
As the lamb, as the lamb
Lays by your side

The last season is upon us
Tough to deal with a real hard case
Make no mistake, no bones about it
Never fit in but I've found my place

Going in dirty as pigs
Sacred secrets of the sorrow-bound
Going in dirty as pigs
Watching as it comes unwound

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

Irreverent and full of wants
Shaking at the foundation
Gone again but not gone for good
Living is sedation

Think so little of yourself
To think of no one else, hope no one tells
Make no mistake, no bones about it
Never fit in but I've found my place

Going in dirty as pigs
Sacred secrets of the sorrow-bound
Going in dirty as pigs
Watching as it comes unwound

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

With everything you do
With everything you are
Everything you say
You take it too far

You make me sick
You make me sick

This sour taste remains
This sour taste remains
Disdain, disdain, disdain

This sour taste remains
This sour taste remains
Disdain, disdain, disdain

Sick

Your actions speak louder than words
All I do is throw the curse

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

With everything you do
With everything you are
Everything you say
You take it too far

You make me sick
You make me sick

Your actions speak louder than words
All I do is throw the curse
I'll burn it down before it turns black
There's no solution so I'm on the attack