Sinners

Look into my soul
And ask the lord if he can see a child anymore
I can see that there's a man
From out behind the shed
But I can't hide anymore.

Eyes to the floor
Knees to the ground
And I'm holding my mouth

Turn around my friend
There's a knife that sticking out the small of your back
I don't know just where you've been
But I can see that through your skin
My enemy's back

Eyes to the floor
Knees to the ground
And I'm holding my mouth

Burns on my face
And I'm quick to the chase
Of the sinners and saints