Corrupted Preacher Man

I need to find miself a way to think on numbers
Oh, God has made so many places and i’m standinong here
I never thought I could believe in such a foolish speach
I thought I’d never kill for anyone but me

Has been,
has been dead and gone
anything I did before
Your lust is driving me to edge
And I carry it on because I fell like fallling, hon.
And sin,
Sin is just a point of view.

(Is just a point of view. x4)

Throw this heaven away
Throw this heaven away
If all the way we live is wrong
bury me on damned songs
baby, we are moving, to hell.

Well I could spend a day
With flavoured cigarrets
Watching your clothes all over the floor
and a big bottle of Jack

I know you do the same
Oh, you taught me to appreciate good life
Touch me, kiss me, scream on me, play the game way you like

I find your eyes and discover that
Love sometimes is more than a simple detail
About love, i’m selfish it’s you or no one else

My lady
How would I dare to say a lie.
I abnegate the light to be with you.
And you?
And you?

Throw this heaven away
Throw this heaven away
If all the way we live is wrong
bury me on damned songs
baby, we are moving…

Thought this heaven away
Thought this heaven away
Thought this heaven away
Thought this heaven away