For the loveless and the lustfull.
Pretty girls with tired eyes, poppinng pills to kill the pain.
Baby boys with wandering eyes going straight to the vein.
Priests praying on the innocent, clutching crosses between spread legs.
The cocaine catholic girls celebrate celebacy sleeping in strange beds.
She told me to wait it out, that the answers would come.
If faith is all you need, then I am fucking broke.
Baby boys with wandering eyes going straight to the vein.
Priests praying on the innocent, clutching crosses between spread legs.
The cocaine catholic girls celebrate celebacy sleeping in strange beds.
She told me to wait it out, that the answers would come.
If faith is all you need, then I am fucking broke.