The I.L.Y.'s - The Sickest f** of Them All lyrics

You might be the sickest f** of them all I wish I spoke Chinese for real You might be the sickest f** of them all I wish I spoke Chinese for real There is nothing smart to do You died but nothing happen to you Dead all day in Malibu Authority is talking to you You might be the sickest f** of them all I wish I spoke Chinese for real Losing to my mind again It just wants to be my friend Got your hair in the strobe light Got your eyes and close em right St. Germain I can't explain When we f** and things don't look the same Like my head makes you feel safe Her energy will take it's place You might be the sickest f** of them all I wish I spoke Chinese for real Losing to my mind again It just wants to be my friend Got your hair in the strobe light Got your eyes and close em right