Nino Brown - Bloody Sunday

Choking the past

And all of the greed

Subjecting myself

To all the wrong things

Staying out late

With all of the team

Committing the crimes that you would not dream

Depraving myself

Of what was in sight

And running around

Like the world is mine

These idle hands

That i must destroy

Never again

I won’t be his ploy

And though the world has

All of these vices

It just isn’t replacing my trust

Everybody has their own convictions

I am annoyed at the way that you judge

He was there when you were devoted

He was there when you almost fell off

And even when we knew we made the wrong choices

He was there with a forgiving heart

And perfect love