The The - Dis-Infected lyrics

rate me

I've got too much energy to switch off my mind

But not enough to get myself organized

My heart is heavy

My head is confused

And my aching little soul

Has started burning blue

I can't give you up, 'till I've got more than enough

Infect me with your love

Nurse me into sickness

Nurse me back to health

Endow me with the gifts of the man made world

When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy

And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed

I can't give you up, 'till I've got more than enough

Infect me with your love

Nurse me into sickness

Nurse me back to health

Endow me with the gifts of the man made world

Take me by the hand

And take me out of here

Run your fingers through my hair

And tell me what I wanna hear

Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth?

From my scrotum to your womb

Your cradle to my tomb

I can't give you up, 'till I've got more than enough

Infect me with your love

Nurse me into sickness

Nurse me back to health

Endow me with the gifts of the man made world

I can't give you up, 'till I've got more than enough

Infect me with your love

Nurse me into sickness

Nurse me back to health

Tell me what it is that I want in this world

I can't give you up

I can't give you up

I can't give you up

I can't give you up