Every now and then Your seventh sense sees more than you It covers you with lies and truths of what to do
Knowing eyes, infected lies And twisted truths I'm far too old To blame it on my youth
Commitment to a higher force than you could put your faith in These flames and fires make me too tired to repress my sin The world could never be so beautiful Without you without me without the symbols that we see
I could never say those things you say to me in shame I could never remember the colours and numbers in your name Your maker wants you back and there is nothing I can do I believe that you believe your maker wants me too
Commitment to a higher force than you could put your faith in These flames and fires make me too tired to repress my sin The world could never be so beautiful Without you without me without the symbols that we see
Commitment to a higher force than you could put your faith in These flames and fires make me too tired to repress my sin The world could never be so beautiful Without you without me without the symbols that we see
