[verse 1] I've got the disease and it rots in my mind changes everything into a panicked surprise why can't you see the disease? I can't stop picking so it will never heal the scabs run deep but I don't know if they're real why can't you see the disease? I have nothing left, nothing left to give I'm all used up and I don't know what to do why can't you see the disease? [verse 2]
I've got the disease, it's flowing through my veins I can share a bit if you can handle the pain. Then you will see the disease. I can't be at peace when they all think I'm insane I swear to god that they will see it my way They will all feel the disease. I have nothing left in this world to defend I'm all washed up and I don't want to pretend that you can see my disease.