Beartooth - Disease Lyrics
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Disease
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What Are The Lyrics For Disease By Beartooth?
If I fall again, will it be the end?
I know it's wrong You think I'm strong, but I just pretend Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? Stuck at the surface Not making progress Falling apart Well I'm trying my hardest Looking for answers Finding a rope Is the noose getting tighter? I'm losing control Will the end make me whole again? It's like holding on When my grip is lost I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? I'm getting older Still lost as ever Faking a smile while I bury the pressure Why does this happen? I should be fine But I can't shake the feeling I'm living a lie Will the end make me whole again? It's like holding on When my grip is lost I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? If I fall again, will it be the end? I know it's wrong You think I'm strong but I just pretend Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? It's like holding on When my grip is lost I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? (Become the cure for my disease) |
Who Wrote Disease By Beartooth?
Caleb Shomo
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What's The Duration Of The Disease By Beartooth?The duration of Disease is 3:48 minutes and seconds. |
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