Lyrics sick of myself – Nessa Barrett, Whethan

The medication didn’t work
Broke up with him it didn’t hurt
Pour my heart into a Prada purse
I still feel like a pyro
Someone pass me a lighter

Do you ever wanna be someone
Do you ever wanna see somebody else
In the mirror cos nothing is clearer to me

Sick of my self
Sick of my clothes
Sick of these boys
And their obvious jokes
Sick of my tits
Sick of my sh!t
Bored of my car
Think I’ll go and crash it

Who’s down to trade places
I wanna swap faces
Yeah I could be you, you could be me
We could be somebody else
I’m sick of my, sick of my..

Regret it all when I open my mouth
Should sew it up and never let it out
My skin is crawlin must be something wrong
Your personality’s nice
Can I try it on

Do you ever wanna be someone
Do you ever wanna see somebody else
In the mirror cos nothing is clearer to me

Sick of my self
Sick of my clothes
Sick of these boys
And their obvious jokes
Sick of my tits
Sick of my sh!t
Bored of my car
Think I’ll go and crash it, ohh

Who’s down to trade places
I wanna swap faces
Yeah, I could be you, you could be me
We could be somebody else
I’m sick of my, sick of my..

I’m sick of my, sick of my..
Else
I’m sick of my, sick of my…

➤ Written by Nessa Barrett, Whethan, Cass Lowe, GiGi Grombacher, DonnyBravo
Produced by Whethan & Cass Lowe
Nessa Barrett | Whethan | 2023