Sinclair has a good name

Lying to myself
Destroying my dreams
Not making sense to anyone that needs me
Taking my arm
Like somebody's brother
I'm gonna smother you
Raising my hand
Oh wait, I never could
Speaking my thoughts
Like I thought I never should
The sex dreams are bad
Told myself to stop
The cannibal inside me
Eats me alive
The good dreams are bad
Told myself to stop
The cannibal inside me
Haunts me till I rot



Credits
Writer(s): Beverley Buchanan
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