Feeling sick to my stomachnAgain.nI just hung up the phonenMy thoughts returned againnnAnd everything's so fucked up n(why is it my fault?)nWhat am I doin' to me.n nI'm killing myself slowlynKilling myselfnnWhen I'm with younI pull you deep down in my lungs n(my blackened lungs)nnI hold you in till I can't anymorenAnd fly awayn(I fly all day)nnKilling myselfnWhen I find outnI'll be sad.n(Sad, sad, sad)