Sick Punk Lyrics - Nuno Bettencourt

sick punk you're on the sick junk 

talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been living 

i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been given 

i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been living 

i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you've been given 

i'm talkin' 'bout the life that you'll be killing 

i'm talkin' 'bout the life in your own prison 

everybody suffering is part of the human condition 

cut you like a lazer razor-sharp from head to toe 

numb you go 

'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your style 

'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your work 

'cause you're a sick punk baby and i like your style 

'cause you're a sick punk you're on the sick junk 

look at you now 

now look what you've done you abused her 

and you never will recover from it 

now look what you've done you confused her 

and you never will recover from it 

sick punk you're on the sick junk 

talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been livin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been dishin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been grippin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the lies that you've been twistin' 

i'm talkin' 'bout the god that ruies your heaven 

i'm talkin' 'bout the god that sucks your soul in 

i'm talkin' 'bout the god that soothes your devil 

talkin' 'bout the god that you can't handle 

tiny little pleasure demons fighting for your mind 

you'll be fine 

so your soul is empty fill it up with regular 

it's popular 

feel it flowin' in your iron arteries 

like antifreeze 

you're good reminder off the agony of love 

you're undone