Judas
Far from home
In love
Not with you
Dreams of lust
I'm guilty
As Judas
We knew it couldn't always be this good
Drunk with him
A slumber
Of sin
I rise to find
There's no
Rewind
I feared it wouldn't always be that good
My film noir
More pain
Deeper scars
Crucified
I'm hanging
In your mind
We found it wouldn't always be that good
Writer/s: Shaun Patrick Hand, Hayley Linda Trower, David Alfred James Breeze, Christopher Michael Inns