Downswing

Disease Lyrics

Before I fall to your judgement or praise from my knees I believe thereʼs no salvation

From what I see, this is a fucking disease

All Iʼve felt is a resistance

Since I learned of a vice

Why invest so much faith in a jaded life

Between the wrong and right

Things to say for whichever way

Your book of praise coveys

The framework laid

On God, you fucking son of a bitch

And when you close those eyes, You better pray that he exists

To save some face

No hand to guide the lines of the steps I take

No need for a spiritual mask to know my place

I canʼt foresee trust in a habit, your disease

So set me free, and simply fall in line with the weak

Youʼre just stuck there with a view of black and white

Cause you rely on outdated words to define your life

All Iʼve felt is a resistance

Since I learned of a vice

Why invest so much faith in a jaded life

Between the wrong and right

Swift ways of casting judgment

While I beg and plead

I believe thereʼs no salvation

From what I see, this is a fucking disease

You say Iʼll save some face If I follow your act of faith

Well, fuck your saving grace

Only I can change my ways

Disease