Dead Poetic - August winterman - dead poetic album version lyrics

And if I could teach the world to be I'd teach them all to be something just like me Frustrated, bitter, depressing Perfect, as if my wings were like yours Perfect, but I'm falling down And if you could hold your tongue long enough You'd see that all I am is love but I don't like me I despise me Perfect, as if my wings were like yours Perfect, but I'm falling down Perfect, as if my wings were like yours Perfect, but I'm falling down It's a disease they'll never have a cure for You're the only way to dry my eyes It's a disease, they'll never have a cure But I'm the one who's wrong, I'm the one who cries It's a disease, they'll never have a cure for It's a disease, they'll never have a cure But I'm the one who's wrong, I'm the one who cries I cry, I despise me I cry, I despise me I cry, I despise me I cry, I despise me