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I ain’t a Saint.

I give you hope, for what?
I make you smile, for what?
You don’t know my darker side
You don’t know how I turn
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
I ain’t a monster. I’m just a human
With needs, no ethics, no legality
Just a filthy animal who is social
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
Don’t think about me so much
You’ll destroy your purity
Just retain it and return, because
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
I love, I cry, I shout, I laugh, but
To make you believe, I’m among you
But I ain’t among you, I’m a sinner
I’m a sinner, who has sinned to love
When I turn, I ain’t a saint.