Desmond

I believe in the Lord and I believe in Christ,
But I don't believe in the sacrifice
I play all day and I pray all night,
for that one right one track mind.

I hold onto myself and I hold on to the world
I hold on until the truth unfolds.
I cry my eyes and I satisfy,
for that one right one track mind.

I grasp my reality and my demise,
but I lose the grip that's on my vice
I dream all day of the cold, dark night,
for that one right one track mind.

I drown under this, the bloody fingerprints,
but I keep afloat on empty presence
I scream all day into the shallow night,
for that one right one track mind.

I lack my inspiration.
Taken by desperation.
I've lost motivation
Therefore communication.

I've got one right shot left
at whatever one track mind is left