Good evening, ladies and gentlemen This one's for the crowds Yea, yea, yea Well I took myself on to the doctor Wasn't feeling fine I had a fever 104 Oh that blew my mind Must be I had enough 'Bout to explode from the gossip I said Thought my friend had my back Just to stab oh yeah Hurts so bad when I talk Wanna take something Numb the pain I know it ain't right Come face to face with her Gotta tell her how I feel inside Ooh hoo, you ain't right Ooh hoo, sick and tired Yeah yeah yeah yeah The doctor said, he'd give me something And I'd be alright I still feel queasy, feel uneasy No more drugs for me Friendships I cherish oh Let very few in the circle I said These walls I don't let down Not very easily Some friends you grow old with And they'll be there 'till the very end I do believe that But not with her like I thought Let her in and I'll get stabbed again Ooh hoo, you ain't right Ooh hoo, sick and tired Yeah yeah yeah yeah Ooh hoo, you ain't right Ooh hoo, sick and tired Yeah yeah yeah yeah This one's for the crowds Ooh hoo, you ain't right Ooh hoo, sick and tired Yeah yeah yeah yeah Ooh hoo, you ain't right Ooh hoo, sick and tired Yeah yeah yeah yeah © FLYTE TYME TUNES; DAYNA'S DAY PUBLISHING; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com