Place Called Human Nature

Walking through my souls Questioning my noes Hanging on and hanging on Literally disabled Again Will you write for me a story from the start? Could you find the black? Erase it from the map What the world would be Without my pretty lies Lust, kills and every single sin Heal me Greed is my god Covered by blood Coloured red but smells like glory Hitting the ground again Will you write for me a story from the start? Could you find the black? Erase it from the map What the world would be Without my pretty lies Lust, kills and every single sin Heal me Do you know where you are trapped? In a place called human nature Will you bend time just to change your past? We're much more and even less I'm losing this game It's not my turn Like spinning atoms in the air