Overdose of sin
Starts creeping in,
When all life’s
Every bit of good.
Like a fast drug
Empty highway.
Animal hollers loud,
Creeping in.
You can bet my
Bouts of passion
Are gonna find me
Loosing track of sin.
Overdose of sin
Starts creeping in,
When all life’s
Every bit of good.
Like a fast drug
Empty highway.
Animal hollers loud,
Creeping in.
You can bet my
Bouts of passion
Are gonna find me
Loosing track of sin.