Most Wanted - Cults

Up late at night all alone

Can’t you see I’m trying?

Trying so hard to hold on

To the things I know

But in the evening I will have to go

What I most want is bad for me I know

Out in the dark, shaking hands

In the street, I’m drifting

Drifting away from my family

Towards my foes

My mother told me «you'll reap what you sow»

«What you want most is bad for you, you know»

Back in my home late at night

All alone, I’m flying

Flying above all my troubles

My mind’s a gull

When I am happy my heart starts to slow

What I most want is bad for me I know

Late in the morning I wake

All alone, I’m crying

Crying for all of the people

Who love me so

But when we get sad we know where to go

What we most want is bad for us we know

«Fornication, drug use and adultery»