Completely overpowered
by every single kiss.
I'm living off this drug
that you left upon my lips.
The addiction's taking over,
I live to hear those words.
I sold my very soul
just for one more verse.
As for all my guilty pleasures,
I don't have them anymore.
There's plain apathy directed
at all the letters on my door.
I love every dirty sin.
I'll confess that my remorse is dead.
Because all tangled in your sheets,
is my conscience in your bed. |