Sick To Death Of You Lyrics

Humiliate and fumigate the sorrows of your soul

Desolate and disparate the beauty of the bold

Holding out for mercy as the bells begin to toll

And you pan your sordid mind for the silver scent of gold

Sell your twisted visions to the people dressed in black

Spewing up the innards of a coy fictitious fact

The whispers of the willow men will stab you in the back

As the wasteland weaves a rootless road to stop you in your tracks

You spit and curse my name

'Cause I'm the one to blame

For all your tears and pain

But honey don't you know that I'm sick to death of you

Dancing in the blood of all the bodies that you've slain

You glorify and deify the children of the shades

Drinking with the devils that all recognise your face

Slowly carving out a requiem from which there's no escape

Prostitute your promises and desecrate your heart

Forsaking all the images you worshipped at the start

Clinging to a corpse that's blindly weeping in the dark

As a shadow lurks beneath your skin that's barely made its mark

You spit and curse my name

'Cause I'm the one to blame

For all your tears and pain

But honey don't you know that I'm sick to death of you

Crawling back alone as the doubt devours my eyes

The remnants of a home that's been replaced with bitter lies

Crawling back alone as the doubt devours my eyes

The remnants of a home that's been replaced with bitter lies

You spit and curse my name

'Cause I'm the one to blame

For all your tears and pain

But honey don't you know that I'm sick to death of you