I can`t tolerate your sadness,
`cause it`s me you`re drowning.
I won`t allow any happiness,
`cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty
Am I forced to have any regret?
I`ve become the lie, beautiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
I`ve lost the ability to paint the clouds
`cause it`s me you`re draining
I`m stuck in this slow-motion dark day
`cause everytime you run, I fall behind
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
(Sell me the infection, it`s only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate)
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