Bedridden
Lying in your bed again, disgusted with myself,
Lusting for the taste of sin, and wanting nothing else.
Every time I try to leave, You begin to cry.
Cant force out those words of hate, no matter how I try.

Trapped within the sheets again,
Tasting of your health.
I don' t want to be with you,
But I can' please myslef.

I tell myself this'll be the day, that I say goodbye.
Then I see you lying naked there, and i forget to try,
You lure me in with your sin, bring me to my knees,
So i lie right down next to you, and you put my soul to ease.

Trapped within the sheets again,
Tasting of your health.
I don' t want to be with you,
But I can' please myslef.
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