Unholy

I got a fever, self-absorbed
Is it too much to let go?
Can't wait to meet her, but carry on
Is it too much to ignore?

Diseased
I'm hardly
Ashamed
So unholy

I think I need it, I'm alone
I don't feel you anymore
And I'm a liar and a whore
Don't wanna get up, I'm too sore

Diseased
I'm hardly
Ashamed
So unholy

Sedate for now, cry later
Nails on me like being used
As if that's anything
Anything to you
Tell me that you think twice
Tell me that you think

So condescending, I'm ugly
I'm here to infect her
Watch you blame it on me
I'm here to impress her

Diseased
I'm hardly
Ashamed
So unholy

Sedate for now, cry later
Nails on me like being used
As if that's anything
Anything to you
Tell me that you think twice
Tell me that you think

Long for the comfort of feeling nothing
It's a lust thing to keep suffering, so disgusting
Long for the comfort of feeling nothing
So disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting