G5 Bb5  
Everyone I see's diseased or broken, holes in their arms they got cocaine eyes  

Self mutilation is self surveillance, wanna get to heaven you gotta die  

Little Johnny Junk's a subway pilot, he'll knife you in the head for Chinese rock  

Catch a falling spike ride a silver rocket, score a body bag deal from the Vietcong  

Your meat on a hook in your own snuff movie, tortue loop hallucination nerves spliced  

No innoculation from the viral programme, there's spiders in your mouth shoot insecticide  
Bb5 C5                                                Bb5 C5  
Here she comes here she comes, she's crawled out of a garbage can  
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Here she comes here she comes, she's gonna waste another man  
G5 Bb5 C5 D#5 F5   
Ah sick city, gonna to be the death of me  

Ah sick city, gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me  
G5 Bb5  
Sick sick city, sick city