You f**ed a fever in me,
And I'm burning up.
A hundred and two, a hundred and three.
Cold sweats, im in need of new sheets.
You f**ed this flu in me,
And I'm throwing up dinner for two, and mixed drinks.
Im on my knees as it pa**es through me
I've been sick before, nothing like this.
I swore if the room started spinning,
I'd leave.
You f**ed the sickness in me,
And I'm building up
White blood cells; immunity.
So if by chance it happens again,
I wont be bed ridden.
Ive been sick before, nothing like this.
I swore if the room started spinning,
I'd make my way back to the beginning
And leave.