Summer Set - Sick

Are you sick to death of me?
Are you comfortable?
Do you still get nosebleeds when you try and speak?
Are you sick to death of me?
Are you nervous?
Does the uncertainty mean lack of purpose?
Do you wanna watch me bleed
For your amusement?
Am I just a stepping stone
For someone worth it?

Written by:
Ashevai Yorke-Quinn

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