The Sickness

It's like I have this sickness (sickness) Wearing me down With every word I am getting weaker I'm starting to drown I'm trying harder every second To fuel this flame But sometimes I feel nothing And I'm afraid you do the same What happened to the true The love and the spark If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart We've become masters of pretense We put our love and pride at expense If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart It's like I have this sickness (sickness) Wearing me down With every word I am getting weaker I'm starting to drown Tell me am I dead Or something you can heal I wish I could cry every day So I know that this is real What happened to the true The love and the spark If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart We've become masters of pretense We put our love and pride at expense If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart What happened to the true The love and the spark If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart We've become masters of pretense We put our love and pride at expense If you give me your soul I will trade you my heart