Sick Middle

Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try Allston so sick in the middle Doomsday I get the ya ya's out yeah yeah What I'm saying actual hell You had better pray for sleep Before the day you flash wide awake Painted hinges a system of trash I was a gazelle killer baby Bread crumbs donuts and ash Turn it around feral child You've got nothing When you are just too wild I've been acting out For so long now The wild in these parts So that I can bear to calm down In places cool and warm They're vividly sanctioned Emptiness will cost you a dime Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try Poor me so sick in the middle Hot petulance you da-da-da died Conjure me numberless woe One game where you don't know where's It gonna go Poor me I'm guilting the hoard With rotten blood It's a miracle you patterned the walls Hot cups Speakers to bust Proud Mary they can hear us outside I've been singing the lows For so long now Come on boys come on With your scythes and happy frowns Settle up or down Where it goes We don't have to know Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this I get sick every time I try