Found my place with a desperate tongue without a gun
Losing sleep as I waste away, expired on this day, lost in my bluest tone

Falling to my knees, crawling to your feet
Do you really care if I stay or I leave? Surely I'm depressed
I miss the simpleness of a hand that feeds me
But now I'm alone inside the ever glow, comatosed and beautiful
How do you not see this? Take away my memory, make room for another day
Because I've been caught in the undertow of who and what I'm supposed to be

All I say and all I think of puts everyonе to sleep but me
I know I'm the diseasе, I'll go

Throw me a bouquet, I'm dizzy from the sway
The conscience kills you slowly in every which way
My pieces don't fit in, I'm seeing through the skin
Turning into something that doesn't exist
Lost in my bluest tone of why and where I'm supposed to be

All I say and all I think of puts everyone to sleep but me
I know I'm the disease, I'll go

Don't wait for me, I'm slow
Stuck in a dream that shows scenes from a life that no one knows

All I say and all I think of puts everyone to sleep but me
I know, I'm the disease, I'll go