Coheed And Cambria - Mother Superior Lyrics
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- Mother Superior Lyrics
Album: No World For Tomorrow Here, sleep, at the bottom of hell Your time has come to pick the road You walk in this tale Turning, as a coward you've earned Through sickness, in health, is only won Now go and bite your tongue You're just of the worst of me With the hope they'll understand No, they know you're just a boy So grow up and be a man Little baby, oh, kick and you scream, you whine Victims pay the price eventually The curse that sees your lie 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 This sincerest apologies, won't write you out of this one Tonight, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger Now bite, young fools, don't cry anymore Fear slips inside your stomach, it swells A torn boy alone in need of fix In the preach that kills the itch For too long, this little baby's cried on Tomorrow we'll sing the words in song Of a time where glad's unknown You're just of the worst of me With the hope they'll understand No, they know you're just a boy So grow up and be that man Little baby, oh, kick and you scream, you whine Victims pay the price eventually The curse that sees your lie, lie 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 This sincerest apologies,won't write you out of this one Tonight, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger Now bite, young fool don't cry Mother superior, come catch the rabbit He runs, my how you've gone You're frightened of leaving this Truly gone fishing [Incomprehensible] Go fetch you gun Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel This sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one Tonight, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger Now bite, young fools, don't cry, oh, not anymore Don't cry, boy, not anymore, don't cry, boy, not anymore, don't cry, boy You're 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, not anymore You're sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife, oh no
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