siiiickk boyyy come out to playy sick boooy comme out to pllay your better then yesterday sick boy havnt even hit the tar at all today put your rig a way homeboy todays a new day, get out of bed get a job today sick boy walk a few blocks to the store apply to be a bag boy not everyones eyeon ya nobody but you wants to be ya just keep walking moving forward your mind is stuck its the fucking paranoia taking over the skinny crackhead kid on the corner with the croc flakes falling from his face will try to give you a hard blast fuck no that is a waste tell his skinny ass the good shit is where its at didnt go to school today no sick boy in class parents cant get him out of bed think its a fluke strungout and sick hot soup dont do a damn thing but make sick boy puke a flu shot in the ass his mom says hes a lazy pain in the ass his dad says he just needs a kick in the ass sick boy no more heroin to make it through were your friends always here for you tried that method again and again tried and true heroin addiction always made you better again happy the moment the needle goes in you weathered the withdrawl again call your friends, your all better 7:30 at the winchester, shots and some budweiser at the end of the day coming home im all better just having a night with my boys around town midnight strikes, no boy in sight coming down im a sick boy again watching pet cemetery realizing im zelda ill never get out of bed again without heroine sick boy to the end