The Fever
Come on and let the truth be told
Don't need another song that holds back
All our lives where we hide
We only let a fraction show
Afraid to let somebody in
'Cause what if they don't like our sins?
In our eyes, behind disguise
We're really insecure within
Now you see
You're not very different from me, yeah
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Real love don't come easy
If we're honest with ourselves, no deceiving
Being real is so hard, it's like torture
When perfect's the culture, yeah
Let's stray, start a revolution
We'll change, treat each other like humans
No race, color, sect, or crown can divide us now
Don't you see
You're not very different from me
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Just a believer
Caught in the fever
Just a believer
Sick with a fever
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Down with the fever
I'm down (woah)
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Don't need another song that holds back
All our lives where we hide
We only let a fraction show
Afraid to let somebody in
'Cause what if they don't like our sins?
In our eyes, behind disguise
We're really insecure within
Now you see
You're not very different from me, yeah
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Real love don't come easy
If we're honest with ourselves, no deceiving
Being real is so hard, it's like torture
When perfect's the culture, yeah
Let's stray, start a revolution
We'll change, treat each other like humans
No race, color, sect, or crown can divide us now
Don't you see
You're not very different from me
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Just a believer
Caught in the fever
Just a believer
Sick with a fever
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever, oh, why?
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There's gold on our faces
But under the surface, oh, why?
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Down with the fever
I'm down (woah)
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Down with the fever
I'm down with it
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Adam Michels, Seth Woodrow Dunshee, Jonathan Tanner, Eric John Michels
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