Sick Punk — текст песни (Nuno Bettencourt)

sick punk you`re on the sick junk

talkin` `bout the time that you`ve been missin`
i`m talkin` `bout the time that you`ve been living
i`m talkin` `bout the time that you`ve been given
i`m talkin` `bout the time that you`ve been missin`

i`m talkin` `bout the life that you`ve been living
i`m talkin` `bout the life that you`ve been given
i`m talkin` `bout the life that you`ll be killing
i`m talkin` `bout the life in your own prison

everybody suffering is part of the human condition
cut you like a lazer razor-sharp from head to toe
numb you go

`cause you`re a sick punk baby and i like your style
`cause you`re a sick punk baby and i like your work
`cause you`re a sick punk baby and i like your style
`cause you`re a sick punk you`re on the sick junk
look at you now

now look what you`ve done you abused her
and you never will recover from it
now look what you`ve done you confused her
and you never will recover from it

sick punk you`re on the sick junk
talkin` `bout the lies that you`ve been livin`
i`m talkin` `bout the lies that you`ve been dishin`
i`m talkin` `bout the lies that you`ve been grippin`
i`m talkin` `bout the lies that you`ve been twistin`

i`m talkin` `bout the god that ruies your heaven
i`m talkin` `bout the god that sucks your soul in
i`m talkin` `bout the god that soothes your devil
talkin` `bout the god that you can`t handle

tiny little pleasure demons fighting for your mind
you`ll be fine
so your soul is empty fill it up with regular
it`s popular

feel it flowin` in your iron arteries
like antifreeze
you`re good reminder off the agony of love
you`re undone