I got a fever, self-absorbed Is it too much to let go? Can't wait to meet her, but carry on Is it too much to ignore? Diseased I'm hardly Ashamed So unholy I think I need it, I'm alone I don't feel you anymore And I'm a liar and a whore Don't wanna get up, I'm too sore Diseased I'm hardly Ashamed So unholy Sedate for now, cry later Nails on me like being used As if that's anything Anything to you Tell me that you think twice Tell me that you think So condescending, I'm ugly I'm here to infect her Watch you blame it on me I'm here to impress her Diseased I'm hardly Ashamed So unholy Sedate for now, cry later Nails on me like being used As if that's anything Anything to you Tell me that you think twice Tell me that you think Long for the comfort of feeling nothing It's a lust thing to keep suffering, so disgusting Long for the comfort of feeling nothing So disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting