My Disease - A Skylit Drive

Awaken to the eyes of glazed humor

The haze in my somber eyes.

it burns.

so cold

The things you wish you could know

As he enters into the world as a ghost

The terror inflicted scrapes your bones

Let him hold you close

«look» where «over there» oh I see what you mean

Fear me

Step too close to see what I see

Construct desire

The fine line between disease and what I need

As he enters into the world as a ghost

The terror inflicted scrapes your bones

Let him hold you close

It’s exactly what it seems

The horror I live

The evil that beats inside me

It’s called «my disease»