J. Geils Band Sanctuary
Times are tough, frustration Need relief, medication Gone to far, intoxication Fight the urge, of temptation Miles ago, no destination Is a real, hallucination Lose the dream, of stagnation Feel so lost, despiration Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary It's much too close, cantamination Love and pain, and deviation Just suck it all, ejaculation It's much to late, for damnation Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary When I was young, My mother told me, She said "Son, Someday everything's gonna be alright. There's no excape, There's no salvation, It's much to dark, for revelation." Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary
