you know, i can bring you nowhere but to hell
and there is no protest in your eyes, why?
there is just pain, is this jesus syndrome?
is this your sick desire of sacrifice?
if there is any happy ending, let me know
i don't know why, but i don't believe in it
it just happens that you say yes and my answer is no
it just happens that this story always stays sick

what made you come so far? what made you fall so deep?
how far are you gonna go? how deep are you gonna stop?
i think it's easier to forgive than to forget
i think it's easier to go away than to stay
the only thing i've got to give stays just the same
the only way we've got to go is away
we're drowning deeper and deeper day by day
i have already got used to it, it's so sick

you'd like a personal jesus
but i'm your personal disease
you'd like a personal jesus
but i'm your personal disease