Treasure Island

James Grayson

(5th July 1988 / Manchester, England)

I’m Sick


I’m sick of life
I’m sick of its ways
I’m sick and tired
Of playin these games.

I’m sick of jobs
I’m sick of money
I’m sick and tired
N I’m not been funny

Im sick of emotions
Im sick of hope
Im sick and tired
This is the effect of dope.

Submitted: Monday, February 01, 2010
Edited: Sunday, February 28, 2010

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