good sin, bad sin..

In the head, a thorn resides..
invisible on the outside, blatant on the inside..
the thorn that pricks the bubbles of sweet dreams..
drives you mad, every guilt laden moment it seems..

for those who think good is good..
you are sadly mistaken..
lets stop playin 'Monsieur christ'..
lets bring in 'el satan'..

balls to all yo' who think..
that a person is measured by his deeds..
for the truth is that..
there is no right or wrong.. people just act according to their needs..