Sick - Chelsea Wolfe

This suffering brings me closer to you

And time is broken and moves slow

Your pure heart, your white light

And I should be put to death for ever being cruel to you

You washed me clean like no one ever could

Come closer now and step right into

The wide mouth, the sharp teeth of the one you love

The wide mouth, the sharp teeth of the one you love

The wide mouth, the sharp teeth of the one you love

I’m not the kind of sick that you can fix

Don’t you worry about me, baby

I’ve got no enemies and I’ve got no time

The song, we carry on

Even though you pushed us down

We carry on

When you try to blind my eyes, I can see tenfold

It’s nothing that my heart can’t take

'Cause your hate has made me strong

And stronger men than you have tried to break me

Stronger men than you have tried to break me

Leaning toward the golden days

Forget about the older days

And everything we left behind

To stand here, in another life

We carry on

Even though you held us down, we carry on

With the song, we carry on

Even though you pushed us down, we carry on

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on