Letra da Música Taken Ill de Bobot Adrenaline

I'm just sick about all your sick about and we're sick about
all those other things that we're sick about
You get sick about all your troubles now
But I'm feeling down; I can't see two feet in front of my face

She's just sick about what she heard about
More than round about often talked about …
Just can't stand it, so pound them dumb and shout it out
Are you sick about what she heard about

Don't want to be the first one here in line
Don't want to be the last one out of time
Take advantage of your boredom from the lull
Screaming at you numbskulls on the run…on the run.

Are we sick enough can we step it up
Gotta mess it up til we stick it out
Are you sick about all I'm sick about
You can't be more than any one of us

Are we sick enough have we said enough
Gotta mess it up til we stick it out
Are you sick about all I'm sick about
You can't be more than any one of us