Sacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels,
A careless weight on your hatred.
Understand it's so simple, a simple please,
To keep the faithful on a wounded knee.
To the madness I do confess,
I never see myself as blessed...

confused, unadressed.

Like a saviour I do caress.
The truth is boredom more or less...

unused, obsessed.

My time is only given up to you, too much to choose.
It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose,
With this blood on my shoes.

Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels,
Name a price on what's sacred.
Guaranteed I've got something, a royal disease,
Take a flood to clean these streets.
To the madness I do confess,
Forever see myself as blessed...

immune, obsessed.

Like a saviour I do caress,
The truth is boredom, it's excess...

take more, give less.

My time is only given up to you, too much to choose.
It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose,
With this blood on my shoes.