| 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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