I feel sick tonight Something in my stomach ain't sitting right But I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight
I feel sick tonight Ring the bell, throw in the towel; I ain't fit to fight I'm in Hell; I don't know how I can hit this height I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight
They say Jesus died for somebody's sins but God knows he didn't die for mine Coz I'll stand accountable for my own damn sins each and every time.
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive
I feel sick tonight I feel sick tonight
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive
I feel sick tonight Sick
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive
I feel sick tonight Something in my stomach ain't sitting right But I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight
I feel sick tonight Ring the bell, throw in the towel; I ain't fit to fight I'm in Hell; I don't know how I can hit this height I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight
They say Jesus died for somebody's sins but God knows he didn't die for mine Coz I'll stand accountable for my own damn sins each and every time.
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive
I feel sick tonight I feel sick tonight
And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive