Living's so close to loving
I is the problem
O the solution
Join in circles
Not easily broken
Only when open
My I is paper thin
Loving
You call it sinning
You stoned the women
It's tradition in tribe
Judging
From where I'm sitting
You're greenly jealous
And as lonely as an I
A bitter virtue
I'd rather live in sin
There's pleasure in your suffering
(Y'all say so)
A bitter virtue
I'd rather live in sin
How can you sit on everything
Y'all say so
I is the problem
O the solution
Join in circles
Not easily broken
Only when open
My I is paper thin
Loving
You call it sinning
You stoned the women
It's tradition in tribe
Judging
From where I'm sitting
You're greenly jealous
And as lonely as an I
A bitter virtue
I'd rather live in sin
There's pleasure in your suffering
(Y'all say so)
A bitter virtue
I'd rather live in sin
How can you sit on everything
Y'all say so
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