Egypt Central

I used to think this was perfect, and wish that it was never ending
But those days are gone forever. It's something I'm not missing
There's a force there's a voice, in my head
Telling me to think about the times that you were cruel and mean
I don't care if you walk away I'm here to stay and you need to hear
Chorus You make me sick, but I love what we're doing here
You make me sick, and I can't be the only one
I have to take advantage before the moment passes by