Текст песни This Bastard Disease

I'm not sure who to confide in any more about you.
Nobody can say. Nobody can explain
from here - where to?

I want to protect you.
I want to kill this bastard disease,
but it will not talk to me.
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On good days
it's fair to say your face lights up for me.
You still remind me of all that once did bind,
of all the little happy things.

I want to protect you.
I want to kill this bastard disease,
but it will not talk to me.