Text: The Ark. Disease.

And the lions ate the christians and the
Christians burned the witches
- And even i am out of explanations
But maybe that doesn?t matter anymore
?Cause maybe you can read my thoughts
And going to school, going to work
Doing the dishes, knife and fork
All of that, all in all, hand in hand
Spring and fall
I believe i could get through it
I could even get into it
But only you can make me do it

And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
?Cause i want everything that
Is inside you
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
Cause if you?d die
Then i should die beside you

I began to read your profile
You are independent, mobile
- Well i know just as little
?Bout perfection
But we?re running in the same direction
So maybe that doesn?t matter anyhow

Belly aches, hair falls off
Skin gets covered with liver spots
Blood in the mouth and a racking cough
Heads get filled
With feverish thoughts

I believe i could get through it
I could even get into it
But only you can make me do it

And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
?Cause i want everything that
Is inside you
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
?Cause if you?d die
Then i should die beside you

If there is disease in you
- Fall asleep and i will wake beside you
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
?Cause i want everything that
Is inside you
Inside you
Inside you