I know it's wrong
But I do it anyway
Cause now I'm too far gone
I know it's gonna hurt
But least I'm the one
Dragging myself through the dirt
I dig myself into my own hole
At least I'm holding the shovel
I'm the one in control
I know it's bad for my health
But when I couldn't fix you
I started breaking myself
Now I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
I like to
Got solutions? I don't want them
Cause if I'm causing the problems
Least I know how to solve them
What's my poison? I'll take my pick
I might be ill, but least
I'm the one that's making me sick
Yeah I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Every time I empty and refill my cup
I get to break myself down
And build myself back up
I'm done
I had to learn before I quit
I'd have to understand it
Well now I've started something
And now I want to end it
Don't want to keep drinking
From that bottomless cup
Putting myself to sleep
Instead of waking myself up
I'm done
Don't want to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make a mess
Just so I can clean it up
Each time I take another sip
From that bottomless cup
I'm done
With dysfunction
Mossy Ross - Make Myself Sick Lyrics
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I know it's wrong
But I do it anyway
Cause now I'm too far gone
I know it's gonna hurt
But least I'm the one
Dragging myself through the dirt
I dig myself into my own hole
At least I'm holding the shovel
I'm the one in control
I know it's bad for my health
But when I couldn't fix you
I started breaking myself
Now I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
I like to
Got solutions? I don't want them
Cause if I'm causing the problems
Least I know how to solve them
What's my poison? I'll take my pick
I might be ill, but least
I'm the one that's making me sick
Yeah I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Every time I empty and refill my cup
I get to break myself down
And build myself back up
I'm done
I had to learn before I quit
I'd have to understand it
Well now I've started something
And now I want to end it
Don't want to keep drinking
From that bottomless cup
Putting myself to sleep
Instead of waking myself up
I'm done
Don't want to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make a mess
Just so I can clean it up
Each time I take another sip
From that bottomless cup
I'm done
With dysfunction
But I do it anyway
Cause now I'm too far gone
I know it's gonna hurt
But least I'm the one
Dragging myself through the dirt
I dig myself into my own hole
At least I'm holding the shovel
I'm the one in control
I know it's bad for my health
But when I couldn't fix you
I started breaking myself
Now I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
I like to
Got solutions? I don't want them
Cause if I'm causing the problems
Least I know how to solve them
What's my poison? I'll take my pick
I might be ill, but least
I'm the one that's making me sick
Yeah I like to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Every time I empty and refill my cup
I get to break myself down
And build myself back up
I'm done
I had to learn before I quit
I'd have to understand it
Well now I've started something
And now I want to end it
Don't want to keep drinking
From that bottomless cup
Putting myself to sleep
Instead of waking myself up
I'm done
Don't want to make myself sick
To make myself feel better
Tear myself apart
And put myself back together
Make a mess
Just so I can clean it up
Each time I take another sip
From that bottomless cup
I'm done
With dysfunction
Writer: Julie Ross
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