Cut Rate Box – Disease lyrics

Walk down the street
I see your angels fall like diamonds
Pale in the light that keeps me moving through time
And I tell myself that all I want is all I'll ever need
And all I need is something you will not believe in

In the air hangs the disease of your mind
And of your knees fear grips and pulls you down to this

[Wake up]

Flip the switch to see what's right in front of me
Staring back at myself through eyes of days gone by
And I tell myself these things are only what you make them
But it's hard to build when what you taught me was a lie

It's come to this
You never know the question eats in the skin
Fore-eye is open and I've said for days "I'm over this"
You've taken revival hit or miss
But I'll give you this
Woman to call sire to save your sorry ass from your "eternal fire"