MJ-12

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