Diamond Phillips

sick of my hurt and pain sick of my truth and lie sick of my love and hate all my inside sick of my doctor and drug sick of my guitar and gun sick of my angel and monster all my outside sick of my hurt and pain sick of my truth and lie sick of my love and hate all my inside sick of my doctor and drug sick of my guitar and gun sick of my angel and monster all my outside sick of my thinking and feeling and sense and sensibility sick of my sight and sound sick of my light and shade sick of my past and future You don't matter I follow you with diamonds in the eyes I wonder why you wander around in the sky I follow you with diamonds in the eyes I wonder why you wander around in the sky sick of my hurt and pain sick of my truth and lie sick of my love and hate all my inside sick of my doctor and drug sick of my guitar and gun sick of my angel and monster all my outside sick of my thinking and feeling and sense and sensibility sick of my sight and sound sick of my light and shade sick of my past and future You don't matter I follow you with diamonds in the eyes I wonder why you wander around in the sky I follow you with diamonds in the eyes I wonder why you wander around in the sky I follow you with diamonds in the eyes I wonder why you wander around in the sky