Sick Three Point Zero

Sunless days, moonless, starless nights Frustrated, my eyes hurt, bright lights Spare me, please stop the endless fights You turn left, he fights for his rights I tried to think and tried not to Been passive, tried to fight back too I tried to wait and tried not to Been there, done that, and done this too Like a sticker that doesn't stick The witheres rose that you won't pick Just like the box that you won't tick I'm just so tired of being sick