Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who pried open my grip?
Turned my words into oil?
Tapped my groundwater bad?
Stick or twist to get away from it
The siren cyclone singing all the hits
Sally forth under this black sky
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Hanging heavy in the heat alright
Your bones hollow from the alkaline
Claw me back from the precipice
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Prairie fire turned the sunlight red
You had to know that it would end this time
Draw your fingers down the ocean line
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You had to know that the fix was in
At sundown we'll begin again
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You're going under.
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Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who pried open my grip?
Turned my words into oil?
Tapped my groundwater bad?
Stick or twist to get away from it
The siren cyclone singing all the hits
Sally forth under this black sky
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Hanging heavy in the heat alright
Your bones hollow from the alkaline
Claw me back from the precipice
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Prairie fire turned the sunlight red
You had to know that it would end this time
Draw your fingers down the ocean line
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You had to know that the fix was in
At sundown we'll begin again
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You're going under.
Who pried open my grip?
Turned my words into oil?
Tapped my groundwater bad?
Stick or twist to get away from it
The siren cyclone singing all the hits
Sally forth under this black sky
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Hanging heavy in the heat alright
Your bones hollow from the alkaline
Claw me back from the precipice
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Prairie fire turned the sunlight red
You had to know that it would end this time
Draw your fingers down the ocean line
Who turned my chemistry sick?
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You had to know that the fix was in
At sundown we'll begin again
Who turned my chemistry sick?
You're going under.
Writer: Michael Archuleta, Richard Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid