The sickness

It's like I have this sickness

Wearing me down

With every word I am getting weaker

I'm starting to drown

I'm trying harder every second

To fuel this flame

But sometimes I feel nothing

And I'm afraid you do the same

What happened to the true

The love and the spark?

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

We've become masters of pretense

We put our love and pride at expense

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

It's like I have this sickness

Wearing me down

With every word I'm getting weaker

I'm starting to drown

Tell me, am I dead?

Or something you can heal?

I wish I could cry every day

So I know that this is real

What happened to the true

The love and the spark?

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

We've become masters of pretense

We put our love and pride at expense

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

What happened to the true

The love and the spark?

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart

We've become masters of pretense

We put our love and pride at expense

If you give me your soul

I will trade you my heart