Nothing Is Sacred by Edwin Raphael Lyrics

When your muse is no more
& you're slaving to the side
& if you want to talk
Sense my eyes
Done all I can
All my tricks
You lied to me
You don't like the show

Now I'm sleeping around
I miss the tease
My hands are shaking
It's ought to be
Won't you come around
Fancy that?
All my colours are lying
Lying to you

Nothing is sacred love
Nothing is never enough
Nothing is sacred love
Nothing is never enough