Said you'll never leave any front But your advantage is wan The weather shakes the restless mistakes Firmly wrapped in mind's home My bed sheets hold sick thoughts of you My pillow mirrors your diffused virgin sun My conscience shouts 'I just don't care I will be laughing in despair Untill she comes' Won't you fucking come? I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one Guess I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one But you're a double sided gun A physical need invades my tongue Creating a cold taste Did bad relations shape your life span? Did old love spit on your face? My bed sheets hold sick thoughts of you My pillow mirrors your diffused virgin sun My conscience shouts 'I just don't care I would be laughing in despair Untill she comes' Won't you fucking come? I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one Yes I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough when it's one by one But you're a double sided gun The rain keeps asking why you're not around you can't be found And so the walls talk louder And this lamp sends signs Infected time So I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one Yes I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one So I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough when it's one by one Yes I'll be sick into the music Never thought I had enough 'cause it's one by one But you're a double sided gun