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hello it's me the mistressis there anybody home?cuz the last place I should be is sittin' here aloneall I ask for is forgivenessif you've got some give it hereyou don't act much like you need ityou don't look much like you careand will you need me in the summer?will you need me in the spring?I believe my life is ending I don't know where to beginI've got a page in my back pocket of the seven deadly sinsand its dragging me around among the needles and the pinsand I dont need to take a breatherI'm on the outside looking out yeah, I don't need to see your paperscuz I know what you're aboutyou had me by the bible and you had me by the beltand you had me from the instant my cold love began to meltand then you praise me for my inspirationasked me for an explanationfollowed up with hesitationfit my primal expectationI don't care but I don't mindLetras de cancionesyou can call me any timeyou can holler through the fortressand kick me out of lineI don't expect it from the grief that gathers in my headI like suspended disbelief I like to spend the day in bedI like to spend the nights in heavenhanging with the deadyou know, Judas and his women and the voices in my headI've got my eyes upon the mirrorI've got my hands up in the airI confess to my distress yeah, I great crazier each yearyou know I'd change it if I could you know I like to say that I wouldbut there's a war between the parts of methe evil and the goodand you try and stop me i'm on fireit doesn't look that wayyou know, I used to be a liarbut living's set me straightI don't come with no disclaimer I'm like everybody elsewe keep our demons on the burner and our morals on the shelfand nobody asks for my opinion because you dont want to hearI swear I'm only human wishing I could disappearand you must think its an illusion that I like to live in fearof a probable solution of why the devil put me hereand now no judgement call will kill mejust makes me close my eyesand I sink into the slumber to the prison of my mindwhere I'd love to introduce youif you found a way insideyou could sell me retribution and totally demystifyuntil i wonder how I got hereuntil I don't know who to beis it better to be grounded?is it better to be free?am I better off without you?am I happier alone?hello, its me the mistress, could you please pick up the phone? From Letras Mania