Price To Pay - Eamon

In the folds of the darkness of night

Through the cold where the heartless take flight

Mama begs and she pleads that I’ll change

But the scars from the dirt still remain

In this fire, fire

I get tired, tired

There’s a price to pay

When you play the game

Good Lord, I pray

My sins gon' wash away

My sins gon' wash away

In the grips where the wicked reside

You can run but there’s no place to hide

Lived a lie and now you’re staring at the truth

Sold your soul now there’s nothin' left to lose

In this fire, fire

I get tired, tired

There’s a price to pay

When you play the game

Good Lord, I pray

My sins gon' wash away

My sins gon' wash away

Caught up in a constant battle

It looks like the costs exceeds me

No matter which road I travel

One thing I see, ain’t nothing free

There’s a price to pay

When you play the game

Good Lord, I pray

My sins gon' wash away

My sins gon' wash away