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Performed By: Human Nebula
Length: 3:58
Written by: Gareth Reed




Human Nebula - Get Sick Lyrics




Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out

Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out

Lean a little closer
I wanna see the whites of your eyes
Do you conceive
Of the webs of death that weave
See your hands
Are soft but they're covered in blood
Dressed so well
But your threads can't cover up the smell

Claws conducting from the shadows
War has already set fire to our shores
Emerge from the ashes
Unite against the illusive masters

I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth

Wait a little longer
For the sick to seep through the seams
You grow stronger
Every drop of blood spilt on mud

Don't expect me to, fall for your tricks
Don't expect me to, continue to live like this
You're done!

Besvfhnksdhgks
Bleugh!

Claws conducting from the shadows
War has already set fire to our shores
Emerge from the ashes
Unite against the illusive masters

Break their bones
As we tear down the throne. THRONE!
Tonight we dine on a liar
LIAR!

Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out
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Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out

Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out

Lean a little closer
I wanna see the whites of your eyes
Do you conceive
Of the webs of death that weave
See your hands
Are soft but they're covered in blood
Dressed so well
But your threads can't cover up the smell

Claws conducting from the shadows
War has already set fire to our shores
Emerge from the ashes
Unite against the illusive masters

I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth

Wait a little longer
For the sick to seep through the seams
You grow stronger
Every drop of blood spilt on mud

Don't expect me to, fall for your tricks
Don't expect me to, continue to live like this
You're done!

Besvfhnksdhgks
Bleugh!

Claws conducting from the shadows
War has already set fire to our shores
Emerge from the ashes
Unite against the illusive masters

Break their bones
As we tear down the throne. THRONE!
Tonight we dine on a liar
LIAR!

Oh I get sick, at the thought of it
When you open your f*cking mouth, and nothing but shit falls out
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Writer: Gareth Reed
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