Incubus

Sick, sad little world



No, You're not the first to fall apart But always the first one to complain You better get careful or you'll compromise everything You are This world is a drought when out of love Please come back to us For all of the above I'm making a choice to be out of touch Leave me be he said Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world I've never had opaque confidence It's more than I would care to explain But I have an open door policy when it comes to blame The world is a joke when out of love Please come back to us For all of the above I'm making a choice to be out of touch Leave me be he said Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world