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letra de sick of it! - matt borne

[intro: matt borne]
i’m running away
i’m running away
i’m running away from all my problems
woah

[bridge: matt borne]
(ooo-, huh, what, yeah, yeah!)
(yeah!)
(incoherent screaming)

[verse: matt borne]
uh!
yeah i’m back! (what, what!)
like i never left (woo-, woo-, huh!)
got these b-tches on my d-ck
they just be obsessed (yeah)
call me john wayne, this sh-t like the wild west (waa-oh!)
goin’ 100 on the road like its grand theft (skrt, skrt!)
uh, f-ck!
got two hoes in the back of my bentley truck (yeah, waa-oh!)
haters be wilding out, (naw, naw!)
i let them run amok (yea-oooh!)
when they hearing this sh-t, they stop and starе like they awestruck (awеstruck!)
i got bags of money, call me scrooge mcduck (yuh, yuh, ayy!)
f-cking her in the back seat (seat!)
uh, it don’t mean nothing to me (me!)
uh, i don’t feel nothing you see (no, no!)
sh-t be numbing to me
[bridge: matt borne]
i am just so sick of it, sick of it, yeah
i want you so bad, but nothings going our way
and i’m sick of it, ooh (waaaa-oh, yeah!)

[hook: matt borne]
yeah i’m sick of it, uh! (yea-ooh!)
sick of all the sh-t you’ve done (woo-, woo!)
yeah i’m sick of it, uh!
i can’t believe it, move on (ahhhh!)
yeah i’m sick of it (yea-oooh!)
you only cared about yourself
selfish b-tch, yeah i’m sick of it, huh, huh, huh! (skrt!)
yeah i’m sick of it, uh! (yeah!)
sick of all the sh-t you’ve done (skrt!)
yeah, i’m sick of it
i can’t believe it, move on (ahahah!)
yeah i’m sick of it
you only cared about yourself
selfish b-tch, yeah i’m sick of it

[bridge: henry travers & ???]
that’s why i jumped in, i knew if i were drowning, you’d try to save me
you see you did
and that’s how i saved you
(instrumental)
h-ll about me, you can’t indefinitely go on caring for someone that doesn’t care for you, can you?
well it’s been done
[verse: matt borne]
i haven’t been happy in a long time (in a long time)
i found that out when i looked at my story archive (my story archive)
all i see is white t–th plastered on my face, not fake
genuine smiles
now i can’t even force one for my senior photos (oh no)
i’m at the lowest of lows
i’m dragging my toes
follow in the footsteps of my foes (of my foes!)
i’m sinking deeper in the mud, can you save me though (can you save me though, yeah, can you save me though)
but i’m the only who can help me get over you
and you definitely can’t
and seeing other people didn’t help (didn’t help)
it just made me miss you more, and i’m feeling in h-ll, yeah (feeling in h-ll, feeling in h-ll)
yeah this an sos
for myself
i’m sick of feeling depressed
i’m sick of feeling sh-tty
sick of f-cking acting like i got some secret life like i’m walter mitty
sick of looking for pity
i won’t find any from you

[outro]
and i’d do anything to have you back
anything, to have you back

- matt borne

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