we wanna blame ourselves feel a deep disgrace selling our souls to those who close the doors lies appear in our eyes when we try to hide the truth and all these sins will stay in dirty minds and die in our graves with every move we wanna stop with every kiss we wanna love with every sin it’s getting cold with every look we want more more
sometimes we can betray ourselves sometimes we run away we hate disabled men forget about them all memories we will erase all our tears will turn to waves and we’ll fall into the graves with every step we suffocate every sin makes us repent every grave leads to the god let us leave that troubled-world