The Convent
The convent where I'll cleanse myself
Body willing sometimes
Clothes get torn sometimes in paradise
Now if there's one thing I won't regret
I'm fairly sure it hasn't happened yet
Though I'm repenting it
I don't want to be your hobby
I'll tell you all the time
Maybe I'll sleep tonight
And I don't want to feel your breathing
I'll pretend you're not alive
Or maybe I'll sleep tonight
Don't you speak your mind to me
I can't pretend to cease or to cease to be
Though that's much easier
And I can trust my mind to chase
Who I touch, or who I should refuse
Nothing comes easier
I don't want to be your hobby
I tell you all the time
Maybe I'll sleep tonight
And I don't want to feel your breathing
I'll pretend you're not alive
Or maybe I'll sleep tonight
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
I am waiting for the fire
Body willing sometimes
Clothes get torn sometimes in paradise
Now if there's one thing I won't regret
I'm fairly sure it hasn't happened yet
Though I'm repenting it
I don't want to be your hobby
I'll tell you all the time
Maybe I'll sleep tonight
And I don't want to feel your breathing
I'll pretend you're not alive
Or maybe I'll sleep tonight
Don't you speak your mind to me
I can't pretend to cease or to cease to be
Though that's much easier
And I can trust my mind to chase
Who I touch, or who I should refuse
Nothing comes easier
I don't want to be your hobby
I tell you all the time
Maybe I'll sleep tonight
And I don't want to feel your breathing
I'll pretend you're not alive
Or maybe I'll sleep tonight
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
This is a decision and I'm calling you
Run from all the answers and your finer truth
Ribcage torn and open, you can take my heart
I am waiting for the fire to start
I am waiting for the fire
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Writer(s): Owen Maym Lloyd
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