Forty Fathoms Sin.sin.sin.
Let's go
Oh how I want to understand where you're coming from
While you believe I can see so much clearer
From way down here I know who to fear
We can still walk together from where I stand
Trust me, its solid ground
Trust me, there is no faith to be found
I know it's not exactly the way you want me to be
I'm sorry you have no idea how bad I wanted to believe
When you lay your head down tonight
Will you pray that I make it out alive?
The truth finally came out and you must have been aware
The feeling the feeling has disappeared
Did sleep find your mind?
Or were you up all night (all night)
Thinking of the monster that I've become?
But were all a little sick on the inside
I've reached deeper than your average sinner
I know it's not exactly the way you want me to be
I'm sorry you have no idea how bad I wanted to believe
When you lay your head down tonight
Will you pray that I make it out alive?
The truth finally came out and you must have been aware
The feeling the feeling has disappeared
You practice what you preach
There's nothing wrong with me
Sin, am I a sinner?
