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i'm sick of desperation the same old trip i've walked one thousand times i'm sick of aggravation yet i thought i'd give it a little time but i feel a whole lot weaker i'm sick of what you gave me a borrowed gift to practice those misty eyes i'm sick of what you made me sick of all the twisted thoughts inside you couldn't leave the "getting closer" - no and now i feel a whole lot weaker i'm tired of disillusion i'm tired of all the insults under breath i'm tired of the rainfall i'm sick to death of being sick to death holding on to your future being strong but oh - forget it i'm tired of this - place you lay your head when i am trying to sleep i'm sick of all this the kiss against my naked neck and my cheek you couldn't leave the "getting closer" and now i feel a whole lot weaker From Letras Mania