Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been

It’s quite a process To create a person

Always lived a life that’s been Filled with devils, marked by sin Never thought my darker side Be the thing that brings you light

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

You showed me the switch And all that comes with it Karma’s a bitch

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love

I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own

There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you