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• Artiste: Chris Dixon
• Titre: Disease
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Everyone has their reasons For the way they feel The way they hate It's all the same Their way of passing blame Way of hiding the shame But the way they condemn The way they forsake It's every wrong reason that seems right You jump for any green you can take Leaving all the good things out of sight CHORUS: My heart has turned black My soul is a depressing shade of grey Bringing down the silence Leaving them astray I am the disease The many feelings of pain All the ways you go insane Eye to eye Red to black We'll fade away into the back of the minds of few You'll take a swing I'll take a stab And we'll both sing As we fall in our victorious loss We will bleed As we silently concede (CHORUS) Infectious fury I'm turning away The shadows are climbing I'm hanging my head As I've regreted living my existence And we both meant every word we've said The tides are turning away from me Falling as the jester laughs Everything's too shady to see Blood drips from the sockets As the love rockets And explodes in the sky Leaving all the good that's gone up high (CHORUS)