Infected - American Me

There is something wrong with me.

Flesh crawling with disease

I want to die, but I want to survive

Survival is the only way the price that must be paid

I chose to live, not die

…Not to fucking die

Oh my god I’m fucking dying.

Infected and diseased… Stranger to purity

Cut your losses, face the facts… This body is a prison with suffering attached

I have nowhere to go… No place to hide

The time has arrived where I can lay and close my eyes

No one else would care if I would remain alive…

Throw me out like trash.

I’ve felt this once before

Hold my breath, I know I cannot do this anymore.

I can’t do this anymore…

This disease is killing me

Flesh rot

Your body’s breaking down

It’s time

Your body’s going underground

I can’t do this anymore

This disease is killing me