Текст песни A Sinners Instincts

I called you sinner's I was wrong Inaccurate intention Should have said you're sorry Might have reduced the conflict But tough, admit it's said God's creation To put your blame on God's creation To turn away from Appreciate those hands you're given Before you really need to beg for them Try to understand my incantation Out of breath, your fingers shiver Apocalyptically divided Mentally disturbed they call me Respect instead of affection Disclaim that I am one of you Can I fall down from the stars Can I rise up from hell Absurd, your protest avoids the consequences How can you cheat yourself? Ridiculous, to see you smile Knowing you'd prefer to cry!