Lust can compare to a drug. You go back for more even though you know its wrong. As difficult as it may seem you can be free. I must stay in his secret place and never leave. Relieve me, retrieve me, renew me. My emotions are nystagmus and to think it’s all fault. Precious things I should dwell on, lovely sweet dreams. The filth and waste that’s excreting out of my veins won’t stop until you show me your grace. Past ghost come to haunt from sins replaced. In times of guilt you show your forgiveness.
Lyrics submitted by DespondencySux