Sin Again

I move my hands alone along the carpet
And I can’t stop it
I hear the chants of voices in the thousands
Praying loud and

I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I should be praying then
I touch my sin again

He’s a king and I can only watch him
But I can’t touch him
I wanna do bad things to his god damn beautiful brown skin
But I can’t touch him

I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I should be praying then
I touch my sin again

Oh it’s almost in my hands
In the world outside I know
I’d be better off
Cuz I bet they’d understand
Cuz in my world inside ya
There’s pressure in my veins like a weight till I take it off

I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I touch my sin again
I touch my skin again
I should be praying then
I touch my sin again