Sicko

Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick

If I don’t exist
I’ll be louder when I state my case
If I don’t insist
I’m endangered, I will fade away
Being young is one thing
But I wanna be young for something
Don’t wanna be hung and quartered
Punished for being awkward
Wasting away, waking daily to the sound of you
Waving my failures in my face, you underestimate me
It’s right in front of me (maybe I’m)
Who do I want to be? (maybe I’m)
Maybe I’m just sick

I don’t wanna fit in
Sit in on the bitchin’
I don’t wanna sit with them
Don’t wanna play the victim
This ain’t living
Nobody’s a perfect 10
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe with a few drinks
I’ll think different
Maybe I can change my ways
Maybe I don’t want to
Maybe I’ll punch you
Maybe give me my own space

Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick

Measuring my dick
Entering a pissing contest
People make me sick
Perhaps I shouldn’t be so honest
Terrified of crossing over
Though they’ll never take me sober
I’ve never really been a poser
Well, maybe just a bit
I’m caught in between a rock and a hard place
Showing off my hard face
My head is like a car crash
I wish it was a car chase
It’s right in front of me (maybe I’m)
Do I want to be? (maybe I’m)
Maybe I’m just sick

I don’t wanna fit in
Sit in on the bitchin’
I don’t wanna sit with them
Don’t wanna play the victim
This ain’t living
Nobody’s a perfect 10
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe with a few drinks
I’ll think different
Maybe I can change my ways
Maybe I don’t want to
Maybe I’ll punch you
Maybe give me my own space

Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick

Everyone expects you to be more than you deserve
But you can do what you can do
Just keep it up and hold your nerve
Well go fucking crazy, even roar, it doesn’t matter
Neither really fazes me, it’s war and war is madness
Imma look in the mirror one day and see my own reflection
Maybe I was born a saint and lost in natural selection
Who knows?
I don’t wanna go on and on, having these one on one’s with myself
I’m sick of being a sicko, sick of sitting on the shelf

I don’t wanna fit in
Sit in on the bitchin’
I don’t wanna sit with them
Don’t wanna play the victim
This ain’t living
Nobody’s a perfect 10
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe with a few drinks
I’ll think different
Maybe I can change my ways
Maybe I don’t want to
Maybe I’ll punch you
Maybe give me my own space

Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m
Maybe I’m just sick