If My Sins Could Talk (Raw Demo Version)
Yea
Uhh
Timmy Little
I'm afraid to die but not because I don't wanna be remembered
I'm more afraid I won't remember you
I still have so much love to give
And I don't want to waste another ounce of it
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would my soul be hell's to love
As if I'm settling for all my malfunctions as who I was
I'm afraid to go unless, heaven's real, and I'm perceived good
Stop fussing about death, you're good for now, God don't need you
I hear that, and believe me I wanna share that
But the fear's grasp inside it won't relent for me to hear facts
Spirit's wrapped around the finger of a mirror peering back
A scary figure, daily with ya, don't want to interfere with that
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
Uhh
Timmy Little
I'm afraid to die but not because I don't wanna be remembered
I'm more afraid I won't remember you
I still have so much love to give
And I don't want to waste another ounce of it
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would my soul be hell's to love
As if I'm settling for all my malfunctions as who I was
I'm afraid to go unless, heaven's real, and I'm perceived good
Stop fussing about death, you're good for now, God don't need you
I hear that, and believe me I wanna share that
But the fear's grasp inside it won't relent for me to hear facts
Spirit's wrapped around the finger of a mirror peering back
A scary figure, daily with ya, don't want to interfere with that
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
If my sins could talk, would they throw me under the bus
While elaborating on the destruction of what I was
I'm afraid to go confess, might have to kill the priest too
Cops dusting for fingerprints in the confessional booth
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Writer(s): Timmy Little
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