Living Like You Said - Jurga

I don’t remember my name,

Can not remember what it sounded like —

Someone did something to my brain,

Somebody’s dead, but

I’m feeling fine

I have the arms I never use,

I tell the things, but

They are bold and false

Some part of me still knows my soul,

But there’s a part which just follows

My body calls

I’m living like you said:

I’m praying in the evening

And I fall into the sin on Fridays