Sunday Giants - Sick Sick Lyrics

The dark room has been discovered
The tortures chamber has been opened
You can't pretend to be who you are not
Grab the monster and dance with him

'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick

Destroy all and getting eaten alive
Plausible option, flirting with death
Would you be willing to die now in exchange for immortality?
Stop me! Before it's too late

'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick

Sick

I'm not, I don't remember
Illusion in a twisted world
My function? Don't be dead
But I know. I love hurting my self

'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
'Cos it's sick, sick, sick, the soul of the beast
It's sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick

Sick