SEXUAL ILLNESS
By Camilo
Title: Sexual Illness
R&B, Soul, Alternative,Male Voice
Oct 18, 2025
[Verse 1]
I wanna be faithful, I swear that I try,
but beauty always catches my eye.
Maybe it’s trauma, maybe it’s pride,
or maybe it’s just the Dominican fire inside.
I fall in love, but I fall out fast,
I chase forever but it never lasts.
I say I’m busy for “silly things,”
but maybe the fool is me.
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s hard not to look at the grass next door,
and I know it’s wrong, but I still explore.
I’m not proud, no, not at all —
but at least I’m saying what most men won’t.
[Chorus]
Call it what you want, maybe it’s a curse,
a sexual illness, it just gets worse.
Looking for the one with the cure in her touch,
but I keep falling for the wrong kind of love.
Yeah... I’m sick of this thrill,
but it’s the only thing I feel.
[Verse 2]
I don’t hide it under the bed,
I confess it instead.
Every woman feels like medicine,
but the pain comes back again.
Maybe I’m lying to myself,
maybe I like this kind of hell.
They say love heals — but not me,
I’m still looking for that remedy.
[Bridge]
She’s somewhere out there, I can feel it,
the one that makes me stop pretending.
But till she comes, I keep repeating —
this same mistake I keep believing.
[Final Chorus]
Call it what you want, maybe it’s a curse,
a sexual illness, it just gets worse.
Looking for the one with the cure in her touch,
but I keep falling for the wrong kind of love.
And maybe... just maybe...
that’s my disease.
