The Adict

I looked at her, with explosions in my eyes
and the same movement as the oceans tides
wrapping tighter as the sun turns and hides

when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation
when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation

when did we become so addicted

theres no man that isnt bolder at night
grasping lusts throat calling for a colder delight
shes giving up like no one ever told her to fight

when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation
when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation

when did we become so addicted

when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation
when did we become so addicted to our flesh
drink in guilt as our salvation