"Sick" lyrics - BETH HART

Lay me down under the covers, 'cause this life makes me sick

That's what I'm talkin' about, like this

I beg your attention
From my generation
This is all your fault
You feed me distractions
And sell misdirections
This is all your fault

The blind are tying to lead the way
It's time someone had something to say
But nothing changes, we're all strangers
Faces in the crowd
If these are the choices we get from our voices
Then you can count me out

Lay me down
Over the ocean where the good life still exists
Lay me down under the covers, 'cause this life makes me
Sick

We're alienated, suppressed and sedated
This is all your fault
Don't want compensation from your hate corporation
This is all your fault

The lost are trying to lead the way
The cost is left for us to pay
But nothin' changes, we're all strangers
Faces in the crowd
If these are the choices we get from our voices
Then you can count me out

Lay me down
Over the ocean where the good life still exists
Lay me down under the covers, 'cause this life makes me
Sick
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
Ah, sick

I beg your attention
From my generation
This is all your fault
I am not discouraged
Or the slightest bit nervous
'Cause you've been voted out
(You're goin' down, motherfucker)

Lay me down
Over the ocean where the good life still exists
Lay me down under the covers, 'cause this life makes me
Lay me down
Over the ocean where the good life still exists
Lay me down under the covers, 'cause this life makes me
Sick
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
Sick