Sick
Sick of the night

Sick of the day
Sick of the sun that burns you
White

Knuckling it
Wasting away
Color yourself back in again


You're as sick as your secrets
You're as sick as your secrets

You're as sick as your secrets

Slip

Into the bath
Into the grey
Hating yourself so much it hurts

Wake
Up from a nap
Wish you were brave

But you're not that kind of person

You're as sick as your secrets

You're sick of it
You're as sick as your secrets
You're sick of it

You're as sick as your secrets
You're sick of it all


I'll take you back
I'll take you on
I want you to crack

I want you to crawl
I'll take your mistakes
I want you to break

I'll bring you home

Scared

Scared of yourself
And what you might say
So you just let the phone ring

Hey
You could come back
Back to L.A.

You used to like the summer