(Sic) (Live Version)

Yeah
Pain
Come what made it
Here comes the pain
Let me see your goddamn hands in the air

Enemy, show me what you wanna be
I can handle anything, even if I can't handle you
Readily, either way it better be
Don't you fuckin' pity me, get up, get off

What the hell am I sayin'? I don't know about malevolent
Sure as hell decadent, I want somebody to step up, step off
Walls, let me fall, fuck you all
Get a grip, don't let me slip 'til I drop the ball

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're going down, this is a war
Fuck

Are you ready?

Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?
You're leaving me suspect, I'm leaving you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
'Cause and effect, you jealous ass
Press your face against the glass, suffer

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're going down, this is a war

Get those fucking fists up into the fucking air
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
Go

I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
Yeah

You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you

Sick, sick
Sick, sick
Come on

Yes
Let it go
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah