Journey Of A Lost Soul

Sinners

The more I feel lonely, the more I sin
The more I sin, the more you sin.

Until I am dragged to your inevitable death.
Death from a sin that you initiate.

A sin I thought I'll never commit.
But you plus pain equals sin.

For a minute I forget the pain and feel bliss, till reality kicks in.

And you didn't seem like the type to sin
I guess looks can be deceiving.

Is this our test or am I being dragged to yours?
Either way let's pretend we never met.

So I can be cleansed of not loneliness
But from a sin which you almost made me commit.