I can't tolerate your sadness

Cause it's me you are drowning

I won't allow (allow) any happiness

Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty

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

Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

I've lost the ability to paint the clouds

Cause it's me you're draining (you're draining me)

I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day

Cause everytime you run, I fall.. behind

I fall behind

And so I hear my voice again

The tale of the bitter man who I am

Shake the silence and hear what it says

The tranquil pride that become the lie

Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate

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Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate

Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me

Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak

On bleeding knees...