It’s Sin That's Got Its Hold Upon Us

The drugs only made me cry
When I was havin' such a good time
And then that I lied
I suppose the company was alright
I prefer bein' worked inside
White skin baby, white

The pastor does not exist
There were birds that I missed
I try to hide
From Pony town to the Clyde
We wore smiles a mile away
A shotgun, rifle sprite

And it's sin that's got its hold upon us
And don't hold the runs with sins
For a sinner, it's gonna toil with us
So don't hold the runs with things

The pastor does not exist
There were birds that I missed
I try to hide
From Pony town to the Clyde
We wore smiles a mile away
And a shotgun, rifle sprite
A shotgun, rifle sprite

That is not true, we become hooked on sin
We have a lot of people who come hooked on drugs
We sing that we are in control of how we live
But actually, it doesn't work like that, does it?
The other way round
It's sin that is got its hold upon us



Credits
Writer(s): Kenny Anderson
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