In the life of the wrong a love lingered on, love lingered on to frustration.
If our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?
Or am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith,
Then take a look at my face and know...
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe, simple things like suffering
Life has gone this way...
Life is gone this way...
Still in the life of the wrong we all moved along?
Another life evolved to gestation
So we made our way with the mistake we made
But she was still a picture in the photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she would do leaves me in absolute horror
She put her hands on its lips she gave it one last kiss
And sang some tune that went...
Until your rapture falls to pieces
'Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things like suffering
And I would and I would, destroy your god
Yes I would if I could destroy your god
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
'till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Sinful things like suffering
'till your rapture falls to pieces
t'ill your rapture falls.....
But, if this must be, then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave!!!!
Find in me...The room to breathe...Simple things... Like Suffering!!!!!!!!!!
She swore she heard the voice of jesus
Telling her it was wrong to keep it
And one more thing, it looked like me
Back when it breathed...Rest in peace
Until the rapture should come to meet us
If our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?
Or am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith,
Then take a look at my face and know...
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe, simple things like suffering
Life has gone this way...
Life is gone this way...
Still in the life of the wrong we all moved along?
Another life evolved to gestation
So we made our way with the mistake we made
But she was still a picture in the photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she would do leaves me in absolute horror
She put her hands on its lips she gave it one last kiss
And sang some tune that went...
Until your rapture falls to pieces
'Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things like suffering
And I would and I would, destroy your god
Yes I would if I could destroy your god
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
'till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Sinful things like suffering
'till your rapture falls to pieces
t'ill your rapture falls.....
But, if this must be, then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave!!!!
Find in me...The room to breathe...Simple things... Like Suffering!!!!!!!!!!
She swore she heard the voice of jesus
Telling her it was wrong to keep it
And one more thing, it looked like me
Back when it breathed...Rest in peace
Until the rapture should come to meet us