sick of myself (sped up)

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Whethan - Pop, Sped Up

sick of myself (sped up)

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[Verse 1] The medication didn't work Broke up with him, it didn't hurt Put my heart into a Prada purse Still feel like a pyro Someone pass me a lighter [Pre-Chorus] Do you ever wanna be someone? Do you ever wanna see somebody else in the mirror? 'Cause nothing is clearer to me [Chorus] I'm sick of myself, sick of my clothes Sick of these boys and their obvious jokes Sick of my tits, sick of my shit Bored of my car, think I'll go and crash it, oh [Post-Chorus] Who's down to trade places? I wanna swap faces Yeah, I can be you, you can be me, we can be somebody else I'm sick of my, sick of my [Verse 2] Regret it all when I open my mouth Should sew it up and never let it out My skin is crawlin', must be something wrong Your personality's nice, can I try it on? [Pre-Chorus] Do you ever wanna be someone? Do you ever wanna see somebody else in the mirror? 'Cause nothing is clearer to me [Chorus] I'm sick of myself, sick of my clothes Sick of these boys and their obvious jokes Sick of my tits, sick of my shit Bored of my car, think I'll go and crash it, oh [Post-Chorus] Who's down to trade places? I wanna swap faces Yeah, I can be you, you can be me, we can be somebody else I'm sick of my, sick of my [Outro] I'm sick of my, sick of my Else I'm sick of my, sick of my

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Credits

Writers
  • Whethan
  • Cass Lowe
  • GiGi Grombacher
  • DonnyBravo