Slow Sin Songtext / Lyric

you are my blood

the object of my eye

you are my blood

the object of my eye

you are the same but different

the victim of a slower sin

and i would trade it all to change it

but you are acting like a brain-dead infant

waiting in line for a chemical to fix it

acting like a sickle-cell child with a death wish

when you are light, you are time, you are endless