Il testo della Sick things

Sick things in cars
Rotate 'round my stars
Sick things, my things
My pets, my things

I love you things i see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me

You things are chilled with fright
For i am out tonight
You fill me with delight
You whet my appetite

I eat my things
What love it brings?
Come here, my things
And don't fear my little things

I love you things i see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me

You things are thrilled with fright
For i am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite

Sick things in cartridge
Tapes my stars
Sick things, pretty things
Play things, my things

I love the things i see
As much as they love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me

You things are chilled with fright
For i am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite