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Sick Of It

de Have Mercy

This isn’t where I wanna be
Your friends car, the oldies
Cause these things just end the same
Front seat back, but all I heard was rain
As it beat down on the hood
You said that this night could get good
Just because it can, doesn’t mean it should
Doesn’t mean it should

You made me sick on the drive home
The slow route, and toll roads
You make it clear I’m not alone
I’m not alone

So I lay down, get comfort
Speak small words and numbers
I count every single second we were here
And then you whispered in my ear

Do you want to go?
I don’t know
Why is so unsure?
Collider

You made me sick on the drive home
The slow route, and toll roads
You make it clear I’m not alone
But all I want to know
Is who you think you are is this who you want to be

Cause you thought you found a coward
When you put your hands on me

To hell with you and your, I don’t need you anymore
I don’t need you anymore
To hell with you and yours

You made me sick on the drive home
The slow route, and toll roads
You make it clear I’m not alone
All I want to know who
Is who you think you are is this who you want to be
Cause you thought you found a coward
When you put your hands on me

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