Drag me down some more
Get me low like a basement
I hope that you wrote all your songs for me

On my last nerve, burnt out all my veins
Blue angels trying to sacrifice the shame
Soul crushing going back around the turn again
Cut my teeth on a diamond 'til it's rough
Feeling good but it's never good enough
Got a bellyache crawling in my guts again

Come closer
I'll swallow the bile for you
Don't want closure
I'll stitch myself up alone

Drag me down some more
Get me low like a basement
I hope that you wrote all your songs for me
Kiss the ground I walk
I'm a fool for you, in a rut
Belted up in the limousine

Hop inside, take a ride to the top
We can brake but we're never gonna stop
Got a death wish tugging on my sleeves again

Roll over
I'll tickle that spot for you
It's not over
Didn't want to let go (drag me down)

Drag me down some more
Get me low like a basement
I hope that you wrote all your songs for me
Kiss the ground I walk
I'm a fool for you, in a rut
Belted up in the limousine

So lock all the doors
'Cause I'm insecure
Let's get out of here
(What the fuck you waiting for?)

Do you like the way your skin crawls?
How it makes your body twitch?

Does it make you sick?
Does it make you sick?
Does it make you sick?
Sick Writer/s: Andrew Goldstein, Aurora Aksnes, Daisuke Ehara, Dan Lancaster, Lee Malia, Matt Nicholls, Oli Sykes, Zakk Cervini
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind