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Mother Superior
Here, sleep at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road
You walk in this tale.
Turned and as a coward you've learned
Through sickness and health,
There's only one,
Now go and bite your tongue.
You'll just say the worst of me,
With a hope they'll understand.
No, they know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? let's see... your life.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
Your answer is in there,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your sincerest apologies,
Won't write you out of this one.
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Oh young fools, don't cry... anymore.
A fear sleeps inside your stomach,
It swells.
A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch.
For too long,
This little baby has cried on.
For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song
Of a time we're glad is long gone.
You'll just say the worst of me,
With a hope they'll understand.
No, they know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be that man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? let's see... your life.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
Your answer is in there,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your sincerest apologies,
Won't write you out of this one.
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Oh young fools, don't cry...
Mother superior,
Come catch the rabbit, he runs.
My how've you been?
You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam,
Go fetch your gun.
Your answer is in there,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your sincerest apologies,
Won't write you out of this one.
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Oh young fools, don't cry...
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
When your sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knife, Oh no.
Don't cry boy.
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
When your sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knife, Oh no.
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Just pull out the knife, Oh no.
When your sick to the stomach
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Don't cry boy.
Just pull out the knife, Oh no.
When your sick to the stomach
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Oh young fools, don't cry...
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Tonight, you'll find the right
Won't write you out of this one.
Your sincerest apologies,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your answer is in there,
Go fetch your gun.
You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam,
My how've you been?
Come catch the rabbit, he runs.
Mother superior,
Oh young fools, don't cry...
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Tonight, you'll find the right
Won't write you out of this one.
Your sincerest apologies,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your answer is in there,
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
The cost? let's see... your life.
Victims pay the price eventually
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
So grow up and be that man.
No, they know you're just a boy.
With a hope they'll understand.
You'll just say the worst of me,
Of a time we're glad is long gone.
For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song
This little baby has cried on.
For too long,
A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch.
It swells.
A fear sleeps inside your stomach,
Oh young fools, don't cry... anymore.
In the pull of the trigger, now bite.
Tonight, you'll find the right
Won't write you out of this one.
Your sincerest apologies,
Just stare down the barrel.
Your answer is in there,
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
The cost? let's see... your life.
Victims pay the price eventually
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
So grow up and be a man.
No, they know you're just a boy.
With a hope they'll understand.
You'll just say the worst of me,
Now go and bite your tongue.
There's only one,
Through sickness and health,
Turned and as a coward you've learned
You walk in this tale.
Your time has come to pick the road
Here, sleep at the bottom of hell
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