Bled onto my hand,
Shoved his fist into mine
Stood tall against anyone
Who’d break through our line

No matter what they do
No matter what they say
Death’s already tried to part us
And we’ve already made him pay

So lift a glass to the Sinners
Lift a glass of cheap ass gin
Put your lips on the Gates of Heaven
‘Cause we’re taking you to sin.

—  Sinners’ Calling

16 thoughts on “Soooooooooooon

  1. Stephanie S.

    Something to look forward to as I return to work after a 2 week vacation. Yay!!!!

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