NO SAINT OF PERFECTION
[written by johan darius © 2006]

Got accused of being cold
No matter what as I'm growing old
Can't push it aside while I'm dying to live
I won't bend down, just stand up tall

I realise that it won't be all
As sure as you know I'm the one that you need now
The power of sin let's nobody else than me to win
Tear down the walls, let the new life begin


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This is my life, this is my place
And it's the time that wrinkles my face
Good God I am no saint of perfection
You want it all, you want it this way
Wanna know how I make it through the day
Good God I am no saint of perfection


This is my heaven and this is my earth
A place where no one ever should hurt
Where satisfaction grows and feeds the hunger
So you run, you try to hide
I hunt you down and I'll get you alive
I'll feed your brain with life again


The power of sin...


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