Thursday, March 11, 2010

The Kiss of Sin

What I do, who do I do it for
Who do I pay, what will they say
For time and time again I wonder
Is it really worth laying it all down and to surrender
Many will ask, many will tell, hungry minds they must fill
Does it pay off in due time, or am I trapped in my endless rhyme
Hey can you tell me, hey can you make it clear, tell me can you tell me

What sin did I kiss, burned my lips
What's this sin I kiss, it burns my skin more
Tell me, hey can you tell me now
What a bliss I do miss, burned my lips
What's this bliss I miss, it burns my skin more
Tell me, hey can you tell me now

Tell me, hey can you tell me now

My heart wants more, but my soul weeps in pain
A fight with much to lose, much to gain
Fog paints the morning of, the day sight becomes reality
To please in numbers is bliss, but a true calling you might miss
So am I to wonder, or do you feel the need to speak
Make it clear to me this morning the meaning that I seek, oh

It burns, it burns me
The kiss of sin burns my skin
Where did it all begin, I must regain, be strong again
The kiss, this kiss, the kiss that burns my lips, burns my lips, oh

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