The Same Old Shit a Different Day

The Same Old Shit a Different Day

jueves, 18 de enero de 2018

State of love and trust 
as I busted down the pretext 
sin still plays and preaches 
but to have an empty court, uh huh 
and the signs are passin, grip the wheel 
can't read it 
sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands...hands yeah 
and I listen for the voice inside my head 
nothin', I'll do this one myself 

Lay her down as priest does 
should the lord be acountin' 
will be in my honour, make it pain 
painfully quick, uh huh 
promises are whispered 
in the age of darkness 
want to be enlightened 
like I want to be told the end...end, yeah 
and the barrel shakes 
aimed directly at my head 
oh, help me, help me from myself 
and I listen yeah, from both 
sides of the bed 
nothin', I'll do this one myself 
oh oh oh myself....Myself 

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