Sick

Sick (Beth Hart / Jon Nichols / Rune Westberg) I beg your attention From my generation This is all your fault You feed me distractions & Sell misdirections This is all your fault The blind are tying to lead the way It's time someone had something to say But nothing changes we're all strangers Faces in the crowd If these are the choices we get from our voices Then you can count me out (Chorus:) Lay me down Over the Ocean Where the good life still exists Lay me down Under the Covers Cause this life makes me Sick We're alienated suppressed and sedated This is all your fault Don't want compensation from your hate corporation This is all your fault The lost are trying to lead the way The cost is left for us to pay But nothin' changes we're all strangers faces in the crowd If these are the choices we get from our voices then You can count me out (Chorus: Repeat) I beg your attention From my generation This is all your fault I am not discouraged Or the slightest bit nervous You've been voted out