Eric Martin - My Disease 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