Texty: Catatonia. I'm Cured.

I'm cured, hurrah
I never thought it would be this easy
Cured, bizarre
How abstinence can wipe the slate clean

I'm through with that
It ain't my time, I'm rewarded poorly
I'm cured, hurrah
I no longer feel the urge

If lust is sin then what price our extinction?
Yes, it's all starting to make sense
I'm cured, hurrah
I care what I wear but it never suits me

Cured, hurrah
The rash is gone and I'm seeing clearly
Cured, hurrah
I no longer feel the urge and so

I'm cured, hurrah
But what a beautiful disease
If lust is sin then what price our extinction?
Yes, it's all starting to make sense

Evolution's blind to the future
Evolution's blind to the future
Evolution's blind to the future
Evolution's blind to the future

I'm cured, hurrah
I never thought it would be this easy
Cured, bizarre
I lost my way but now I see clearly

I'm through with that
It ain't my time, I'm rewarded poorly
I'm cured, hurrah
I no longer feel the urge

If lust is sin then what price our extinction?
Yes, it's all starting to make sense
You no longer hold my gaze
The past it is erased
I'm cured