Sickness of Love
Angels will fly
But ghosts still remain imprisoned
Reincarnated
Yet trapped in a world of the unforgiven
Set me free
Let me fly with these broken wings
Time destroyed but faith restored
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
I walk on needles to impress my own suppression
My demeanor so composed
Yet eager to instow my regression
The art brings me to a land of beauty newly found
I can't exist in this bland existence
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
I cut my chain
I'm cutting it with ease
The artist in my veins
Needs his time to wonder in the warm breeze
My tragedy is poetry
My smile is my frown
Though I will always love you
I will always let you down
Time destroyed, but faith restored
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
But ghosts still remain imprisoned
Reincarnated
Yet trapped in a world of the unforgiven
Set me free
Let me fly with these broken wings
Time destroyed but faith restored
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
I walk on needles to impress my own suppression
My demeanor so composed
Yet eager to instow my regression
The art brings me to a land of beauty newly found
I can't exist in this bland existence
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
I cut my chain
I'm cutting it with ease
The artist in my veins
Needs his time to wonder in the warm breeze
My tragedy is poetry
My smile is my frown
Though I will always love you
I will always let you down
Time destroyed, but faith restored
Nevermore
There's only one thing I regret
It was her
I resent the day we met
There's no cure for this sickness of love
I guess nothing is pure
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Writer(s): Dan Brock
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