deftones
to have and to hold
I need to be cleansed It's time to make amends For all of the fun The damage is done And I feel diseased I'm down on my knees And I need forgiveness Someone to bear witness To the goodness within Beneath the sin Although I may flirt With all kinds of dirt To the point of disease Now I want release From all this decay Take it away And somewhere There's someone who cares With a heart of gold To have and to hold.