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you make me sick
Lil Skele, VITO
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, that's a yunny beat
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I can't feel my skin, and it's numbing
God, you make me sick when you touch me
Blood drip down my lip like you're wanting
Tear drop down my chin, baby, I can't run
Baby, I still would, do I make you blush?
God, I know it feels good when you hate my guts
Baby, I still could, even now, just us
God, you know that you should 'til you've had enough
Off this bottle got me swerving, I'm sedated, my
Heartbeat so slow I can't pace it, I
Gave up, crush, crush 'til it make me right
I'm the only one you keep awake at night
Faster, hands over my body going faster
Laughter, he don't feel attached like an actor
B-backwards, every fucking night, I'm moving backwards
Everything I ever fะตlt, it didn't matter
I don't wanna go like this, but it's coming
The bruisะต still stains my wrist from the cuffing
I can't feel my skin, can't feel my skin
God, you make me sick, you made meโ
One, two, three, four
I can't feel my skin, and it's numbing
God, you make me sick when you touch me
Blood drip down my lip like you're wanting
Tear drop down my chin, baby, I can't run
Baby, I still would, do I make you blush?
God, I know it feels good when you hate my guts
Baby, I still could, even now, just us
God, you know that you should 'til you've had enough
Do you want me? I can't even tell anymore
Your words haunting, mellowing the pain I endure
A closed chapter, I keep looking backwards
My body tattered, forever and after
But you wanted this so bad
That I don't think you thought about it
Lie down through the pain, say, "What's good about it?"
You could love me in ways, I can't live without it
(I can't feel my skin, and it's numbing)
(God, you make me)
(God, you make me sick when you touch me)
I can't feel my skin, and it's numbing
God, you make me sick when you touch me
Blood drip down my lip like you're wanting
Tear drop down my chin, baby, I can't run
Baby, I still would, do I make you blush?
God, I know it feels good when you hate my guts
Baby, I still could, even now, just us
God, you know that you should 'til you've had enough
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
(I can't feel my skin, and it's numbing)
(God, you make me sick when you touch me)
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