On Ne Meurt Pas D'amour

My syndrome is unique and contaminates the soul
In the mechanics, need the cardiogram
I'm rusty to the bone, need to change the gears
Or throw away all my equipment
I'm afraid of being messed up by giving too much, by loving wrong

I got lost, I got lost
The pain that was seriously eating me up
The doctor will do his best
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
But I'm calling for help

We should repair but where to find the courage
To restore health to this body, this cage
There are certain words that we don't heal from
That we watch under the skin when they sleep there
The pain that was seriously eating me up, the doctor will do his best

We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
We don't die of love
But I'm calling for help