Ssick Girl Online - Jean Dawson

I drive straight through

Red lights, my eyes closed

And I find you

Am I dead?

You’re trying to kill me, I know

You’re trying to end me, I’m sure

You’re trying to make me your corpse

You’re trying to make me your ghost

But I’m dead either way

I’m dead either way

But I’m dead either way

I’m dead either way

I am a bag of bones, dancing with my skeleton

Holographic armored truck crashed into my mega-bus

On the way to San Francisco

To see a girl, it nearly killed him

To my heart, and ride away

Stopped the bridge, and washed away

You’re trying to kill me, I know

You’re trying to end me, I’m sure

You’re trying to make me your corpse

You’re trying to make me your ghost

But I’m dead either way

I’m dead either way

But I’m dead either way

(I'm)