Jesus Loves Junkies - The Divinity Box

How could I give in
I can't sleep tonight
Something tells me you were right
I grows inside of me, this hunger I can't kill
A hollow place that I can't fill
Something pulling at me, how'd it find its way out
I didn't want this, but it tells me it needs you
Do I need you too

Here comes the hurt my heart demands
Here comes the blood on my hands
You make everything real
I am nothing, I am not a man
They never warned you
They never told you everything's real

Then comes the darkness of my sickness
Wrapped inside the purest thing
All the way tonight, all the way tonight
It overcame my good side
Something unlocked its cage, or did it let itself out
God should've know
I try to stop myself
But it made me believe I would die without you

Here comes the hurt my heart demands
Here comes the blood on my hands
You make everything real
I am nothing, I am not a man
They never warned you
They never told you everything's real

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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