 |
Coheed and Cambria No World For Tomorrow Mother Superior Hear me at the bottom of heaven Your kind have come to pick the road You walk and extend Turn me, like a coward you've learned In sickness, in health, and during Boy we're going to write your You're just of the worst of me, With the hope they understand No, you know you're just a boy. So grow up and be a man. Little baby, you kick and you scream, you whine We don't pay the price till victory What card gets me your life You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid. Young grabber, you've got nothing to prove. Mother superior, come catch the rabbit that runs, my how you go You brighten your breathing with truly gone (fishing with my gun) Go fetch the gun Your anchor has been there, it sits on the bow. Your endurest apology, will write you out of this one. My, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite Oh now pull, then cry, anymore... You're just of the worst of me, With the hope they understand No, you know you're just a boy. So grow up and be a man. Little baby, you kick and you scream, you whine We don't pay the price till victory What card gets me your life You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid. Young grabber.. Mother superior, come catch the rabbit that runs, my how you go You'll brighten the breathing with truly gone (fishing with my gun) Go fetch the gun Your anchor has been there, it sits on the bow. Your endurest apology, will write you out of this one. My, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite Oh now pull, yeah pull, not anymore...don't cry boy, not anymore Don't cry boy, not anymore... The fiction and the stomach, and the pull of the knife Don't cry boy, not anymore Don't cry boy, you're right boy... |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.