Better Off — Sick, Sad, Sons lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Sick, Sad, Sons" by Better Off.

Lyrics

How did I get here
A walk on a poor lit road in a stale year
I saw consequence as a failure
Well, you failed and left me here
And I learned to let things be When they’re falling apart in front of me We’re all sons of sick and mystery
There’s no history, It’s just you and me Keep me simple
And unplug my head
I want to live
In your innocence
You’ll never find what you’re looking for
We’ll try it all till there is nothing left