Paroles de Are the songs my disease?

(k.j.garside / c.gray)

I used to know this wretched girl,
I made her open for me,
I took her heart,
And i kissed it clean,
But she still kicks against me.

Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?

Maybe she's creating me,
Mistaken accidentally,
For a girl i used to know,
In darkness permanently,
If i find her the perfect line,
My sickness might desert me.

Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?