Gonna Be Sick

Pitbulls at night, put up a fight Skeleton bone, tasting alright Fingers are stuck, caught in a plug Thousands of volts So stubborn a jaw What can I keep What will you take back? What's left of me Oh when you do that?) X2 I'm gonna throw, gonna throw Gonna throw, gonna throw up He was brave and rescued me Jumped in oceans raging seas Filled my lungs with oxygen I was such a wreck back then Put me back up on my feet Taught me how to walk and speak When I got the chance to thank There was just some shadow left there Danger at sight, nowhere to hide Why don't you build a tent for the night Fear in my throat, choke and revolt You learn their ways while I excavate What can I keep What will you take back What's left of me When you do that? I'm gonna throw up… He was tailor-made for me What can I keep What will you take back What's left of me When you do that? I'm gonna be, gonna be Gonna be, gonna be sick He was brave and rescued me Jumped in oceans raging seas Filled my lungs with oxygen I was such a wreck back then Put me back up on my feet Taught me how to walk and speak When I got the chance to thank There was just some shadow left there I'm gonna throw, gonna throw Gonna throw, gonna throw up