You Make Me Sick! 作词 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Oscar Scheller/Slinger 作曲 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Oscar Scheller/Slinger You make me sick You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click click click click (woof) You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise Attitude and the booze won’t save you You ****ing loser Redmeat deadbeat, you ****ing tumor Can’t believe I let your hands inside my bloomers Better count your blessings I got humor Got a knife too I call her Tilda, bet your ****ing ass that imma use her ****ing user Cokehead Cretin Your life is a blooper Splinter-looking ass born in a sewer Suck a dick then I bite I’m a chewer Go find another bitch to hoover Count the days until you lose her I’m mad You **** my life up then you say “my bad” You don’t know your way around a pussy call you “Chad” Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag Kinda sad Little nads I’m mad You make sick You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click click click click (woof) You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise Attitude and the booze won’t save you Hello waitress I want his head for dinner Silver plate it Cut his tongue out first Let’s hear him go and try and say shit I’m abrasive? I’m a dragon Animorph and shapeshift Fire breathing, break shit Brain-eating amoeba Coming for you, I’m contagious Ruined what was sacred I was living good before your locusts and your plague hit I always ****ing fake it Now you’re crying and you're shaking? I’ll take your tears and bottle em and use em as a face mist I’m beautiful I’m mad You **** my life up then you say “my bad” You don’t know your way around a pussy call you “Chad” Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag Kinda sad Little nads I’m mad You make sick You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks I could never train a bitch like you Click click click click (woof)