Sin

My tattoos washing over you

Take a deep breath just to show it

The smell of your sweat and your sweet perfume

Remind me of death and you know ing

The last time this road was closing in

The blistering sun was still shining

We look for the chance of where we begin

While the stars are all hiding

It's you and me, a poisoned sense of reality

It's me and you, dying's such a mortal thing to do

I speak in rhymes, she speaks in prose

I write my lines, she drops her clothes

As our hearts beat on the burning horizon

I see no future, but for now, she'll be my sin

You're the perfect kind of evil

In an innocent package

You're a demonic spectacle

A fire burning chaotic

As blasphemic doorways show to you

Mysterious angelic findings

No gods can see the things we do

While the stars are all shining

It's you and me, a poisoned sense of reality

It's me and you, dying's such a mortal thing to do

I speak in rhymes, she speaks in prose

I write my lines, she drops her clothes

As our hearts beat on the burning horizon

I see no future, but for now, she'll be my sin

I speak in rhymes, she speaks in prose

I write my lines, she drops her clothes

As our hearts beat on the burning horizon

I see no future, but for now, she'll be my sin

Written by John Harris, Zlatko Grozl, Shawn Washer

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