Bertoldi Brothers
Текст песни Seek The Sick

My body is my temple
This light is my guide
My soul try to handle
This faith that's inside

Your judgment is your pride
Your impulse is your crime
Your regret is your doom
Your light is from the moon

The sun doesn't shine in your way
Your path is dark as you built it

Everything you ask I do to please you
Even now your game I play to sense you
I can't figure what else I must do to have you
I just feel that I'm not the one who feel you

The one rule in your game is
To make me fall in love with you
But you open it and use it for other players
But this rule, you created it, and you always win

My game is weak
The rule is simple
I always seek
What others handle

Battle the sick men
Is my hidden burden
Fight this weakness
That others seek on me

Seek the sick on me
You pretend not to do it,
But I harmed enough to know what you are
Seek the sick on me