Rachael Sage Follow

If sex were illegal like most good things are
Would I be a criminal in your police car?
You think that I'm evil because I won't hide
You see me as someone unbearably alive

And I know that it's hard to look through this camera
But I'll give you so much gold
If you could just try to see through my camera
I've looked through your eyes, now you try to use mine

I've studied religion, washed away sins
I've spent months in prison deep in depression
Cruel world not unlacking in depravity
But I've found that my calling is simply to see

And I know that it's hard to look through this camera
But I'll give you so much gold
If you could just try to see through my camera
I've looked through your eyes, now you try to use mine

These critical curtains don't quite reach the floor
And this window's so shiny just like a mirror
Could those be your shadows climbing up my wall?
Don't twist your ankles, careful not to fall
Into illusion's carnival

If sex were illegal like most good things are
Would I be a criminal in your police car?
You think that I'm reckless because I'm naive
You see me as someone determined to deceive
But be careful not to fall into illusion's carnival

And I know that it's hard to look through this camera
But I'll give you so much gold
If you could just try to see through my camera
I've looked through your eyes, now you try to use mine
You try one more time
You try to use mine
God knows what you'll find
You try to use mine

If sex were illegal like most good things are
Would I be a criminal or would I be a star?