I need my conscience clean in the worst wayngive me an enemy pleasencause you know these teeth forevernand im not getting betternn**If we werent born out of love, what does that make us?**n**If we werent born out of love, can we even love at all?**n**Will I ever love again?**nnI need this chaos washed from my skinnbut God knows, theres no soap for the sins that I've committednn**If we werent born out of love, what does that make us?**n**If we werent born out of love, can we even love at all?**n**Will I ever love again?**