Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.
Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.
My skin is on fire,
But my bones are chilled.
Ive got a heat sweat thats freezing over my lips.
My limbs are crooked,
My eyes are losing color.
Im feeling a temperature that ice could melt.
Im feeling:
Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick.Sick
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