Pinned to the ground.

Funny how no one is around.

I’m screaming but don’t make a sound.

My chains get heavy as I wander for days.

Saying the same shit, but tryna rephrase.

Stuck in the same old fucked up ways.

I’ve become a slave to my sins.

I hear the devil laugh as he watches me and grins.

Then he tells me he’d like to be friends.

I’m weak, I’m heavy, these chains really hurt.

Carrying them alone is a lot of fucking work.

He lifts them from me and suddenly I’m free.

He’s just so beautiful; he’s all I can see.

Our eyes lock and I feel him surround me.

I feel his heart against mine, as they pound.

What is this twisted perfection that I’ve found?

Grinning as we become one and I’m once again,

Pinned to the ground.