Pine On by Obits Lyrics

I can't kiss like Judas
And be satisfied with my good deed
I thought you already knew this
But you never see the good in me
The streets are awful with people
I don't feel close to them
I'll help myself to what I want
Right now I don't know when
Pine On
I can't kiss like Judas
And be satisfied with my good deed
I thought you already knew this
But you never see the good in me
Pine On