Oh you make me sick
I don't wanna talk right now
Oh I'm feeling sick
Going through a lot right now
Every time we talk
It ends with you back in my bed
Every time we talk
I think you rather fuck me instead
I don't know how to feel right
I wish that I could feel right
Come alive in the moonlight
Pop one, get your mood right
Vino Tarantino
I feel better off dead
Pump me full of lead
So much into my system
I done lost my head
I feel better off dead
Pump me full of lead
So much into my system
I done lost my head
Love me now, won't be here long
Couple months I will be gone
When I'm gone just play this song
When I'm gone they'll sing along
Vino Tarantino
Oh you make me sick
I don't wanna talk right now
Oh I'm feeling sick
Going through a lot right now
Every time we talk
It ends with you back in my bed
Every time we talk
I think you rather fuck me instead
I don't know how to feel right
I wish that I could feel right
Come alive in the moonlight
Pop one, get your mood right
Oh you make me sick
I don't wanna talk right now
Oh I'm feeling sick
Going through a lot right now
Every time we talk
It ends with you back in my bed
Every time we talk
I think you rather fuck me instead
I don't know how to feel right
I wish that I could feel right
Come alive in the moonlight
Pop one, get your mood right
Trevor Daniel
Okay, vámonos
No time to waste
Especially not on this game
So I kiss her just for my convenience
And I'm sick of it
How to flip the script?
Time for a taste of your own medicine
You don't wanna be first, girl
I can tell you felt me feelin'
Relapsed back around again
Think I need another pilly
We'll last back and forth
I'd rather you fucking kill me
Is it really that bad?
Yeah it is, really, really
Vino Tarantino
Oh you make me sick
I don't wanna talk right now
Oh I'm feeling sick
Going through a lot right now
Every time we talk
It ends with you back in my bed
Every time we talk
I think you rather fuck me instead
I don't know how to feel right
I wish that I could feel right
Come alive in the moonlight
Pop one, get your mood right
Oh you make me sick
I don't wanna talk right now
Oh I'm feeling sick
Going through a lot right now
Every time we talk
It ends with you back in my bed
Every time we talk
I think you rather fuck me instead
I don't know how to feel right
I wish that I could feel right
Come alive in the moonlight
Pop one, get your mood right
