Eric Martin My Disease song lyrics

I am not your problem

You think everything is so damn fixable

No one can be that perfect

I don't have your eyes what's so beautiful

What a way to give away your own perversion

How did I get to be the next chosen one for the

conversion

Shut up shut up save your breath

Don't hand me down your happiness

Wipe your bleeding heart on your own sleeve

Shut up shut up save your breath

Keep your tongue inside your head

There's no magic cure for my disease

I am not your window

Of opportunity don't tread on me

You love all my troubles

That's just to cover up your insecurities

What a way to give away your own perversion

How did I get to be the next chosen one for the

conversion

Shut up shut up save your breath

Don't hand me down your happiness

Wipe your bleeding heart on your own sleeve

Shut up shut up save your breath

Keep your tongue inside your head

There's no magic cure for my disease