Sick Intro Why do you do the things that you do? They feel they did wrong, but the wrong one is you. Verse 1 Life’s as good as taken for many I’m sure. No doctors can help you, as there is no cure. Your careful selection, calculated. You say you love them, but you are hated. You parade around town in your fire engine. You pick out your next unsuspecting victim. Chorus You gained their trust, you told them they must. You sick little coward with your sick twisted lust. Your cup runneth over. Your mute one has spoken. Your life behind bars. Your dignity broken. Look at you now Look at you now Look at you now Look at you now.