There's no one stirring on my street tonight
There's no one leaning on my window pane, that's right
No one to ascertain or just apologize to
There's no one to kill my anxiousness againAnd if you can please take these arrows from my side
Their poison marks are like a tattoo of my pride
I'm guilty, so guilty, dead guiltyBlind, I'm blind
You know I'm blind baby, say it isn't right
So blind, I'm blind
I'm certifiable but I'm on timeNo priest in midnight black can cure my itching flea
This case of stricken lust has really got a hold on me
Hold on meAnd if you can please take the sword back from my side
Its poison mark is like a tattoo of my pride
I'm guilty, so shoot me, I'm guiltyBlind, I'm blind
You know I'm losing my mind, I'm paralyzed
So blind, I'm blind
Certifiable but right on timeYou're so right
I, I need divine intervention, your divine intervention
You're divine, you're the vine, I'm the branch
You're the vine, I'm the fig leaf
You're the branch, you're divineI'm blind, so blind
You know I need a dose of your spirituality
I'm blind, so blind
I can see now, my eyes are openingI'm deaf and dumb and that's not all
I'm deaf and dumb to it all
I'm deaf, I'm dumb, so blindI'm deaf and dumb and that's not all
I'm deaf and dumb to it all
I'm deaf, I'm dumb, so blindI'm deaf and dumb and that's not all
I'm deaf and dumb to it all
I'm deaf, I'm dumb, so blindI'm deaf and dumb and that's not all
I'm deaf and dumb to it all
Songwriters
Cole Erick Blane; Max KevinPublished by
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