It’s killing me, it’s also making me fine
Decaying my body, but my soul divine.
Transforming me from what I have been
Don’t know how your love works for me..
Is it a virus or a vaccine?
My health is destroyed, and my mind’s dead
But at the same time, I feel a stable head
In which are stored some new dreams seen
Don’t know how your love works for me..
Is it a virus or a vaccine?
The new me seems a perfect man
Better and worse can be done now, and this new person can
Sometimes modest and sometimes mean
Don’t know how your love works for me..
Is it a virus or a vaccine?
Let it be a virus or maybe a vaccine
It doesn’t matter, coz now it’s mine.
I don’t want you to suffer even a bit
Though I am ready to die in it.
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