It's a sick sick world.
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
when the only thing that matters is GI Joes, this world is less complex i suppose. if time froze at the age of innocence, life
at it's purest form. the simplest. recognize change starts from within. remember before we started to sin? and kids were allowed
to be kids? where's the innocence?
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
f*ck the world.
keep blasting.
they say there's something wrong with us. maybe we lost touch, maybe we f*cked up. but i don't think there's something wrong
with us, i think you lost touch. i think you f*cked up. point the finger at your self this time.
do we love our children or neglect them? when they speak do you listen? do you pay attention? pay attention. kids are starving
for attention. for so long. ask yourself, where did we go wrong?
call me insane. the internet has corrupted my brain. desensitized by video games. pulling me in. making me sin. recognize change
starts from within.
it's a sick sick world. hahaha. who's laughing now?
Sick World Video (MV)
Performed By: E-Town Concrete
Written by: ANTHONY MARTINI, DAVID MONDRAGON, ERIC DENAULT, TED PANAGOPOULOS
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It's a sick sick world.
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
when the only thing that matters is GI Joes, this world is less complex i suppose. if time froze at the age of innocence, life
at it's purest form. the simplest. recognize change starts from within. remember before we started to sin? and kids were allowed
to be kids? where's the innocence?
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
f*ck the world.
keep blasting.
they say there's something wrong with us. maybe we lost touch, maybe we f*cked up. but i don't think there's something wrong
with us, i think you lost touch. i think you f*cked up. point the finger at your self this time.
do we love our children or neglect them? when they speak do you listen? do you pay attention? pay attention. kids are starving
for attention. for so long. ask yourself, where did we go wrong?
call me insane. the internet has corrupted my brain. desensitized by video games. pulling me in. making me sin. recognize change
starts from within.
it's a sick sick world. hahaha. who's laughing now?
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
when the only thing that matters is GI Joes, this world is less complex i suppose. if time froze at the age of innocence, life
at it's purest form. the simplest. recognize change starts from within. remember before we started to sin? and kids were allowed
to be kids? where's the innocence?
die laughing, die w/ passion. die fast and go out blasting.
f*ck the world.
keep blasting.
they say there's something wrong with us. maybe we lost touch, maybe we f*cked up. but i don't think there's something wrong
with us, i think you lost touch. i think you f*cked up. point the finger at your self this time.
do we love our children or neglect them? when they speak do you listen? do you pay attention? pay attention. kids are starving
for attention. for so long. ask yourself, where did we go wrong?
call me insane. the internet has corrupted my brain. desensitized by video games. pulling me in. making me sin. recognize change
starts from within.
it's a sick sick world. hahaha. who's laughing now?
Writer: ANTHONY MARTINI, DAVID MONDRAGON, ERIC DENAULT, TED PANAGOPOULOS
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY