Lyrics:
all in my mind
I wish that I could give you a call
(Give you a call)
Confessing it all
And one of these days I just might
(Get your number)
Get
confess
Confessing you've been messing
Where you shouldn't have been a-messing
And now someone else
Is getting all your best
These boots were made
of sorrow
Tear my soul out
Take anything you please
Spend my whole life
Distressing, confessing beliefs
Now what
You're filled with hatred
And what
confessing
What you know will never be
I hear my angels dying
Cupid crying
When you're tripping on me
I need a lover tonight, and a friend tomorrow (a friend
There must be something wrong
If the people on the streets
Are all confessing their conceit
But you won't
Your tongue was forked and long
And it had
Her it is, and battlin' me's confessing an ass whooping fetish
Held the best efforts from Qwel, punkin' pessimists
The funk and festered in a nut shell
to remind you of all the times I've failed you
I knew that is where I'd find you
So this is where I've come to, there's nothing else I can do
I'm confessing
the ground
As a self-confessing down
Buried with the tools of
My value burning misery
My horizon is darkened to your eyes,
I grow the mourn rose
I fuck
the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
Eating its own tail, encircling the earth
And a mountain of crystal
Bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins
I woke up and I
Father, hear Thy children's call
Humbly at Thy feet we fall
Prodigals confessing all
We beseech Thee, hear us
We thy call have disobeyed
Into
apologize
We kept the stars awake confessing everything
'Til there was nothing left to say
And then you turned to me your eyes halfway to a dream
What
One by one dismembered
Addicted cunt killer
Imprison me
But you can't take away my memories of the screams
And the pleas of the innocent
Confessing
Redirection for protection
confessing
Animosity when your voice
grows faint
Submission at your feet they
feel the stings of complaint
Doing what it
and how
Are the questions I'm left guessing
So stop the lies and start confessing
I know the places and the people say you've been around
And they
in confessing that you posted up
Like Jesus on the corner selling baggies full of blessing?
Is it stressing all the things that you have morally
to hear
I've got the very thing
That you've been missing
The kind of man you need
Ain't into kiss and telling
Cause when it comes to love I'm confessing
Lately I've been praying
But I'm not religious
Trying to talk to Jesus through my television
Confessing all my secrets
But they never change
I
that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in
The warm velvet box
To the priest he's the doctor
He can
the
Drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in
The warm velvet box
To the priest he's the doctor
He
And what the catholic church felt
My behavior was a bum
I wish I knew it was a blessin '
Couldn't keep myself from messin'
Never considered confessing
Just
Home to me
Sitting in the car in the middle of the night
You next to me
Confessing all my questions
And you are showing me the lesson that I need
and learn to pray
Get born on your knees and learn to pray
Get born on your knees and learn to pray
Am I a lonely one-man choir
Confessing to myself?
You
head?
Take back some things I said
Erase the in-between
Pick up mistakes by me
Maybe I've learned my lesson
Got a lot of confessing
Consequences
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