Some Weird Sin

Things get too straight; I can’t bear it
I feel stuck; stuck on a pin

I’m trying to break in; oh, I know it’s not for me
But the sight of it all makes me sad and ill

That’s when I want some weird sin
That’s when I want some weird sin just to relax with

Yeah, some dumb weird sin for a while anyway
With my head on the ledge

That’s what you get out on the edge
Some weird sin

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