Sins - Naomi August

I got liquor in my system

And I don’t know how to listen

Oh, I use to be a Christian

Fucked a bitch now I’m a heathen

And I

I like my sins

And I

I like my sins

Go ahead just roll it up

Light it up don’t give a fuck

Pour a shot and lift it up

Pour some lean up in my cup

And I

I like my sins

And I

I like my sins

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

Over the mountains and the seas

Your river runs with love for me

And I can sing of your love forever (forever)

See my wings, these pretty things they don’t even fly

I’ve been trying too damn hard believing all these lies

And for all we know

There ain’t no other place we go

I don’t even care what you even have to say

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)

I don’t even care what you even have to say (I like my sins)