Absent Minded
Scabs
Been talking to myself again
and I'm ready to sell your soul
I no longer recognize myself
or the sins that make you hole
Just beneath the skin
you're ugly to the bone
I cry out your glory
and sing beautifully
Another silent rock thrown
for whispering blasphemy
I feel it calling
and I miss you soo
She's an angel
stealing my dreams
kneeling by the water
washing dirty wings
The moon bows before her
she looks into me
a scar on her face
and still she sings
evils of witch craft
stole my body
The world is cursed
Greed the king
rules over everybody
I can't believe in this
but I have to believe in something
You've been meeting with the devil again
another accusation plagues me
Will you sink when I can swim
this is just
too crazy
I cry out this glory
another rock thrown at me
you sing soo beautifully
She reaches out her hand
smiling at me
The fire in her eyes
whispering righteous blasphemy
The stars begin to fall
she rises to her feet
The wind blows her hair
and still she bleeds.
Have you been talking
to yourself again
are you ready
to sell this soul
you recognize many suspicious behaviors
and claim she possessed your soul
Just beneath your skin
all your beauty lies
When you see your reflection
it is your sin that makes you whole.
Just behind your smile
you taste shameless eyes
I cry out God's glory
you would sing beautifully
another rock thrown at you
because of her blasphemous jealousies
There's an angel
smiling at me
kneeling by the water
rising to her feet
the wind blows her hair
she looks at me
covered in scabs
and still she sings.
and I'm ready to sell your soul
I no longer recognize myself
or the sins that make you hole
Just beneath the skin
you're ugly to the bone
I cry out your glory
and sing beautifully
Another silent rock thrown
for whispering blasphemy
I feel it calling
and I miss you soo
She's an angel
stealing my dreams
kneeling by the water
washing dirty wings
The moon bows before her
she looks into me
a scar on her face
and still she sings
evils of witch craft
stole my body
The world is cursed
Greed the king
rules over everybody
I can't believe in this
but I have to believe in something
You've been meeting with the devil again
another accusation plagues me
Will you sink when I can swim
this is just
too crazy
I cry out this glory
another rock thrown at me
you sing soo beautifully
She reaches out her hand
smiling at me
The fire in her eyes
whispering righteous blasphemy
The stars begin to fall
she rises to her feet
The wind blows her hair
and still she bleeds.
Have you been talking
to yourself again
are you ready
to sell this soul
you recognize many suspicious behaviors
and claim she possessed your soul
Just beneath your skin
all your beauty lies
When you see your reflection
it is your sin that makes you whole.
Just behind your smile
you taste shameless eyes
I cry out God's glory
you would sing beautifully
another rock thrown at you
because of her blasphemous jealousies
There's an angel
smiling at me
kneeling by the water
rising to her feet
the wind blows her hair
she looks at me
covered in scabs
and still she sings.
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