Sick Things Lyrics

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, 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 ellephy
You things are heavenly when you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright? For I am out tonight
You you things are paradise; you whet my appetite