Deny My Soul
I always thought that I been there at the midnight
dancing in the dark around the neon lights
with the sound against my back
Thinking loud trying I tried too hard
praying to the lord on the darkness lines
with your eyes over my sight
and then I saw you dancing with the other boys
the dangerous dance steps become
a kiss over your soul
and you deny my own
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
It's driving me outside of the crowded room
I think I have the keys but the engine is gone
I felt the decay losing my wings
I felt the blame inside of the spirit calling
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
the witch couldn't fly in the pure fire
the bed would be lost in the coldest sea
it is now of would never
performing my die
it is like a bad flying
deny my sight
It's driving me outside of the crowded room
I think I have the keys but the engine is gone
I felt the decay losing my wings
I felt the blame inside of the spirit calling
dancing in the dark around the neon lights
with the sound against my back
Thinking loud trying I tried too hard
praying to the lord on the darkness lines
with your eyes over my sight
and then I saw you dancing with the other boys
the dangerous dance steps become
a kiss over your soul
and you deny my own
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
It's driving me outside of the crowded room
I think I have the keys but the engine is gone
I felt the decay losing my wings
I felt the blame inside of the spirit calling
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
i feeling in my hands I feeling in my bones
I feeling on my feet like sharp stones
and maybe in my hands reaching the truth
you can't deny
deny my soul
the witch couldn't fly in the pure fire
the bed would be lost in the coldest sea
it is now of would never
performing my die
it is like a bad flying
deny my sight
It's driving me outside of the crowded room
I think I have the keys but the engine is gone
I felt the decay losing my wings
I felt the blame inside of the spirit calling
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Hermes
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