I want to be free from this ball and chain and Be free from this life of pain and be free from this ball and chain I want to be free from you Sick and tired of being sick and tired So sick and tired of being sick and tired Woke up and I feel like shit I

I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one With whom these feelings I share Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse I guess

The sickness of this world is destroying all the dreams The fools are kings, tearing apart the soul The race for complication, communicate reaction The lack of heart of men, I grow distant from the core Borrow this body for a lifetime, earthly material

Enter into a circle of light, engraved in flesh stare in my eyes, I will not bow down, the only truth pulling words form my lips Tearing me within this life will Remain a mystery to you until the day you pass away Speak lies spilling from your lips as

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my

My life has meaning again Sittin' on the interstate The end of another day Feeling tired, feeling beat up, feeling small Sick of running this rat race And Coming last place Feeling like I don't matter at all Then I walk through the door She says "I

Weak and sick I crawl In the dust of past mistakes Leaving for the darkness Of tears and cold heartaches Suffer in this grief Of forever burning hate The ashes of my life By the torment you create On my knees, remembering

Back in the doghouse What did I do wrong? Yeah, back in the doghouse And I'm singing this song, well And I'm singing this song With things alright for a little while But then the story of my life Was gonna wipe that smile You heard the born of a bad sign

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my