Your Weakness Gives Me Life

All I feel is you your sickness Slowly killing me all I feed off from is you Your weakness Gives me life The dry flies of your mouth Flow directly into mine Your coldness takes a rest And writes a song or two Cause, all I feel is you Nothing but your sick strong teeth they're blue Your weakness gives me life My dear friend From the underground Where have you been? On the moon through night and day Yet I don't even know grain Allowing myself to trigger these self delusions Leaving red marks for the sake of me (in my head now) All I feel is you Your sickness Slowly killing me All I feed off from is you Your sickness slowly killing me Your weakness gives me life Your weakness gives me life Your weakness gives me life --- Your Weakness Gives Me Life - Le Butcherettes