Sick, But Not In The Good Way lyrics

There's little hope for me

Standing here, pretending to be happy

As the very thought of living

Sends me deeper into atrophy

I'm sick of wasting time

I think I might be sick, but not in the good way

I'm driving with my eyes closed, would you take the wheel?

Or would you let me die slow, to show me how it feels?

It would be so real, yeah, but that was just a dream

Then I'd catch you by the heels, but it's never what it seems

Tell me where were you when I was sleeping in the car?

Came a long way but yet I'm still so far

And I was reaching for you like you were still there

I remember leaving but I can't remember where

I'm sick of walking

My legs are growing tired

I'm sick of talking

'Coz you talk just like a liar, and...

There's little hope for me

Standing here, pretending to be happy

As the very thought of living

Sends me deeper into atrophy

I'm sick of wasting time

I think I might be sick, but not in the good way

• Artist:Horse Head
• Album:Lock & Key [2016]