الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
How many more will cross my path
How many more must die
I never wonder where they come from
I never wonder why
You don't know what's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know what's running through my mind, yeah yeah yeah
(Sick.... Sick...)
You wake up every morning thinking everything's okay
But if by chance you walk my way you just may seal your fate
Give me a redhead, give me a brunette, send a blonde to me
When I unwind I'm colour blind, they're all the same to me
(Sick.... Sick...)
