Disease, I fell to sleep on my knees I bit my tongue off in time for a brunch Or a 4 course meal touch, just to bleed But I wont let you down In heat, Im a cart in the corner A benefit concert for eating disorders But nothing has changed and yet Nothing will stay the same Plant the seeds within the weeds Plant the seeds Disease, I fell to sleep on my needs I missed your face from the moment I lied, from the first tear you cried Now Im begging and pleading But nothing is working I bleed, I planted every last seed I water daily but nothing is growing Theres no change worth showing Ive fallen apart, Ive rolled up in the corner to die.