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tura satana - sickness lyrics

her mouth is sweet
her tongue is sugar coated
but i can see those rotten teeth she thought i wouldn’t notice
i waste my time and read her mind but i’m not kind i’m honest
my mouth is cruel and deep inside…
she doesn’t want it
she keeps it hidden underneath her clean complexion
i kiss her lips and she fills me with her infection
eyes of a snake, she loves to take with no one there to witness
she scars me red, f-cks with my head can’t let her spread her sickness

sick, she’s so sick, sick
i am the pretty hate that makes you sick inside your world
i am the scar that will not heal that’s p-ssed from girl to girl
i am that little b-tch you fear cuz i am not afraid
i’m everything that is real while you know that you’re just a fake
(a fake)
and you take,
and you take,
and you take,
and you… b-tch!

she wears her mask and i don’t ask about her past i smile
and all the time she struggles for control while in denial
ident-ty crisis will keep her looking innocent
self righteousness won’t hide her dirty… deceiving intent
she’s lost inside herself so pretty in her little mirror
but i can see her ugliness and it’s becoming clearer
blood and guts i’m being f-cked while she’s a friend to me
reality is lost i’m drowning in my enemy
and i can’t breathe
no i can’t breathe
i can’t breathe
no i can’t…

i am the pretty hate that makes you sick inside your world
i am the scar that will not heal that is p-ssed from girl to girl
i am that little b-tch you fear because i am not afraid
i’m everything that’s real and no, i will not break!

all i want, all i need is just myself back
and the strength to believe she never ever took that
wicked words tangled webs i can’t pretend that i’m dead
spoon-fed her sickness candy covered lies so f-ckin’ twisted

don’t, don’t,
don’t, don’t. don’t!
don’t tell me that i can’t be myself, that i can’t be…
don’t tell me that i can’t be myself, cuz you can’t be…
don’t tell me that i can’t be myself, that i can’t be
don’t tell me that i can’t be myself cuz you can’t be me

i am the pretty hate that makes you sick inside your world
i am the scar that will not heal that is p-ssed from girl to girl
i am that little b-tch you fear but you will never tell
i’m everything that is ill and all…
all is not well. all is not well

- tura satana lyrics

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