Immaculate savior, this is my prayer to you
Dampen my tongue so I can't taste the malice, numb me from any regret
Touch me with fire, fill me with needles and pins
Unlucky weekends have left me for dead, staking out lovers to wetting the bed
Fall down like rain, run through my veins
Land on my lips where you taste like champagne, stinging like needles & pins
We'll cover our footprints