Sick of It - Vanic, Bryce Fox

My mind fills up with all these nightmares

Real life bottled up with the blank stares

Real love’s getting hard for me to compare

When nobody cares

I feel the edge creeping up in my surroundings

I turn it up even though my head it pounding

So many days lost I should stop counting

Is anybody there?

Fade away

I wish that it would fade away

So what’s it gonna take

To wash away and let it drown

I’m sick of feeling like this

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of feeling like this

I deal with it

I deal with it

I’m sick of it

Like this

I’m sick of it

Like this

I tried but can’t turn off the television

Can’t turn around without another conversation

I’m overloaded with useless information

It’s got me wasted

I’m getting tired of fighting all the panic

I’m getting by but I’m still a little manic

Sometimes it feels like I’m on another planet

Is anybody there?

Fade away

I wish that it would fade away

So what’s it gonna take

To wash away and let it drown

I numb the pain it’s too much now

I overdosed I’m burning out

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of feeling like this

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of feeling like this

I deal with it

I deal with it

I’m sick of it

Like this

I’m sick of it

Like this

I numb the pain it’s too much now

I overdosed I’m burning out

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of feeling like this

I’m sick of it

I’m sick of it