I wake up in the morning and I can't look at myself
A fading fleeting memory of something I'm supposed to be
Everything is my fault everything's bad because of me

I'm sick, I'm not well but you're caught up in
Yourself to tell it
Sick!

Sick of myself sick of you
You made my hell
With your abuse, sick

Not doin' it to get attention
I'm doin' it to get dead
A razor in the wrist or a bullet

Lodged in my brain
Everything's OK
Ignore it and it'll go away

I'm sick I'm not well
But you're caught up
In yourself to tell it

Lost my mind, I've gone insane
I think I'm goin' crazy
I think I've lost my sanity

Just another maniac on a suicidal
Killing spree
A hopeless babbling idiot

And no one really gives a %#@!
No one cares, who $#&@in cares
And who the hell are you

To say I'm sick!