Sins of the Flesh
From the top of the hill
To the base of you neck
She's been loving you still
What more do you expect
When we are using our pills
We get all sins of the flesh
We need common respect
Free as from all of society rules
Are you judging yourself
Or do you feel betrayed
Rivers are black ...
Give your neurosis a chance
In vain
To the base of you neck
She's been loving you still
What more do you expect
When we are using our pills
We get all sins of the flesh
We need common respect
Free as from all of society rules
Are you judging yourself
Or do you feel betrayed
Rivers are black ...
Give your neurosis a chance
In vain
Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Funchess, Bruno Coviello
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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