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You Make Me Sick

from My Gasoline Heart by Fred Oakman

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lyrics

You Make Me Sick - Lyrics

Cat gut strings. They cut across the fret.
Remember when we met and sauntered in the south.
Words don’t mesh. You get a little bent.
But broken never meant that you weren’t well.
It’s a five hour drive. You’re feeling quite alive.
The sun was ringing louder than a bell.
Most folks say what doesn’t leave must stay.
Hell why don’t we go and teach them something else.

Well we were young and wrecked and tragically desperate.
Well I hope you find the things you’ve been missing.
Well the truth is slightly strung around your intent.
If you intend to leave things better than you found them, save some for me.

No it’s not okay to keep coming around this place.
Despite how hard you try well it just isn’t you.
I got tired of the way we’ve been sleeping through our days.
A forty hour work week hangs a closed sign on the things you like to do.
Well I couldn’t believe my eyes they never were to lie.
It hits you how sarcasm amplifies the truth.
And spits you right back out, right onto the ground.
The only time it’s sound is when I’m here with you.

Now God because we’re aged and broke and breathing the real smoke.
Of a life unwound and designed to come down.
And it stings the most when you knew you had an option.
But what you chose turned out to be nothing that you wanted, I’ll take my time.

Why is it so damn impossible to find it at all believable you make me sick.
With all of that stupid shit you pull. You swear it’s under your control. It never is.
Why is it so damn impossible to find it at all believable you make me sick.
With all of that stupid shit you pull. You swear it’s under your control. You’ll never quit.

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from My Gasoline Heart, released October 25, 2019
Fred Oakman - vocals, guitar
Troy Messerall - electric guitar, steel guitar
Jacob Peters - Bass
Nate Kuhn - drums

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Singer/Songwriter from Pennsylvania.

"...you either get busy dying or keep busy trying."

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