Condition

Everything rhymes with his condition
and I think I’ve lost my ambition
Nobody understands my position

He is my favourite disease
Just comes and goes
as he pleases

You are my favourite distraction
But he is my favourite disease
And after all I prefer toxicology

Everything rhymes with his condition
and I think I’ve lost my ambition
Nobody understands my position

He is my favourite disease
Just holds my hand when
when he’s in need

You are my favourite distraction
But he is my favourite disease
And after all I prefer toxicology

Everything rhymes with his condition
and I think I’ve lost my ambition
Nobody understands my position

Dark

He walks on the sideline
I follow every step
He walks on open hearts
I’ll mirror every step

He walks far apart
I follow every step
He walks on open hearts
I’ll mirror every step

He walks into the dark
I follow every step
He walks on open hearts
I’ll follow him into the dark