Disease lyrics

(Sadistik)

I feel agoraphobic but reluctantly I stay the course

In this maze of thorns cause there's no way that I can circumvent it

It smells like Agent Orange in this place I'm headed

And I may regret it but I gotta do what makes me form

Counterfeited smiles enable me to find my breath

Painted in the fog that was labelled at the time of death

Of a recluse, tangled in a spider web

Why ingest halos when the fables that they write are dead?

Examine all the lines for an indication of the colors that

Were there inside another anecdote of time

Talons grow inside with these inattentive gazes

Till it changes from irrational to schizophrenic rages

When you're in a cage you forget how big the world can be

And when you're always bleeding you forget it's an emergency

It's a slow trip that can lose your hold quick

Questioning the purpose that's embedded in your circuitry

And then the water crystallises, it grows inside

Your chest until your heart’s of sickled ice

The world is an authentic made of artificial ties

That were meant to cover gravestones, technicolor rainbows

Letters from an angel are freakin with my memories

Messing with my sheets cause I've been sleeping with the enemy

Under a secretive identity, I try to get away but

She’s been leaking methamphetamines

Drip drip, lick lick, infect me with diseases

Feed me all your lies until you get me to believe it

Is this instance a part of lucid dreaming

Or just illusionary and they got you to believe it?

(KoLyric)

Only enemies leave roses when you die a lost cause

And sing in harmony to give your death a swan song

Another day of coffin shoppin for when your death comes

The bones in my closet will need a couple extra

Just another tune to react to the redrum

Let it serve the senses with a mellowed out possession

Another shallow head rush, the gallows have your heads up

All work and no play gives this blade the best cut

I'm sleeping with a carnivore that breathes on my neck

The skin on her teeth covered by my pieces of flesh

The beast in my head found a season to rest

It's winter again, the cold has grown in my chest

I'm the angel of death, or a loser with a dream

Everything is winding like the pusher trilogy

It's the seamy side of life that portrays the perfect image

Happiness is letter perfect that we never get to see

Dangled between hope and a blind love

By a noose knotted as a bow for my nice tux

I fell to pieces when you split my heart in two

The wound turned to frostbite, but that's the scar tissue