Pine On - Obits

I can’t kiss like Judas

And be satisfied with my good deed

I thought you already knew this

But you never see the good in me

The streets are awful with people

I don’t feel close to them

I’ll help myself to what I want

Right now I don’t know when

Pine On

I can’t kiss like Judas

And be satisfied with my good deed

I thought you already knew this

But you never see the good in me

Pine On