Becky Warren - Tired of Sick - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Becky Warren

album: The Sick Season

I'm tired of sick, Ma, I wanna be well
I'm all pills and prescriptions and sadness and hell
Can you wish me back to myself
Like you used to rock me to sleep?
In dreams sometimes I become who I was
I wear my old clothes and I love what I loved
But I wake up half broken each time
Right back where my mind doesn't keep
Remember when I was a girl, all cinnamon and horses of plastic?
Buttons in mother-of-pearl, Tuesdays Scouts, Fridays gymnastics
I'm tired of sick, Ma, do you think there's a cure?
A drink or a doctor or some magic word
Do you think I'm just making it up?
Do you think I'm all weakness?
I've been in these sheets so long it's a home
A place where my heart beats a poor metronome
Is it me who's keeping me here?
Am I all lies and cheapness?
Remember when I was a girl, all apples and string cheese?
All newspaper tables at Wendy's with french fries and Frostys?
Remember when I was a girl, all card tricks and chitchat?
Do you think I could ever be well enough again to want that?
I'm tired of sick, Ma, I wanna be well
I'm all pills and prescriptions and sadness and hell
Can you wish me back to myself
Like you used to rock me to sleep?

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