Green with envy she cries herself to sleep
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She's paid the price for living cheap
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The more you try to get out of this hole
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The more you seem to bury yourself in coal
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I get sicker I get sicker sicker I get sicker
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The alternation in my brain it don't work right
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I seem to listen to the voice that doesn't tell me fight
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I kneel down by my bed I call to jah-ov-yah
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Son of man he says shine bright you star
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I get sicker I get sicker sicker I get sicker
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An if I should start falling
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Its you that I'll be calling
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Sicker I get sicker sicker I get sicker
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Sicker
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Skindred |