Infected

I've got too much energy to switch off my mind,

But not enough to get myself organized.

My heart is heavy--my head is confused,

And my aching little soul--has started burning blue!

Chorus

I can't give you up, till i've got more than enough.

So infect me with your love--

Nurse me into sickness.　nurse me back to health.

Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world.

When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy,

And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed.

Chorus

Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier.

Run your fingers through my hair,

And tell me what i wanna hear--

Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth

From my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb.

Chorus

Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health

And tell me what it is that i want in this world!!