Perfect Infection Songtext

there's a picture, being painted with the blood of failures.
in desperation, for a masterpiece, to guide lost sailors.
in the corner i am laughing.
the attempts seem humorous, a fight that goes against cancer, contradicts if its tumorous.
i can't hide from the infection that resides.
in not only what's known, but in my soul.
but if i reach too far, its my hand it holds.
not only what's know but in my soul.
wasted already, was a guide.
the snake skin was too smooth.