Paroles de Penitence for My Pestilence
i think someday you’ll be famousand i’ll be a fan far from the festival, aw yeah
i think someday, maybe someday
i’ll grow up, let go, and we can take a hit at real friendship
hey hey honey, i think someday you’ll be famous
if you don’t let your good, good heart go down the drain
he’s harrowed beneath a steering wheel
between carpet and Nirvana-christened stereo
stays up starry-eyed, his head’s becoming a broken radio
and how can you not cry “pestilence for my penitence”, aw yeah.
hey honey, i think someday you’ll be famous
if you don’t let your good, good heart go down the drain
she spiels when the razors find her heart
she’s been withdrawn for so long, the attrition pays to kill
wakes up pensive of the morning on her window sill
separates the glass, spreads her arms to cliff hang from her memories
Crying
Crying, crying, crying, crying
“penitence for my pestilence,
oh, penitence for my pestilence.”
wait up, honey...
honey...
hey honey, don’t let your good, good heart go away
it’s always been a much better fit for you anyway
he’s harrowed beneath a steering wheel
between carpet and Nirvana-christened stereo
stays up starry-eyed, his head’s becoming a broken radio
and how can you not cry “pestilence for my penitence”, aw yeah.
hey honey, i think someday you’ll be famous
if you don’t let your good, good heart go down the drain
she spiels when the razors find her heart
she’s been withdrawn for so long, the attrition pays to kill
wakes up pensive of the morning on her window sill
separates the glass, spreads her arms to cliff hang from her memories
Crying
Crying, crying, crying, crying
“penitence for my pestilence,
oh, penitence for my pestilence.”
wait up, honey...
honey...
hey honey, don’t let your good, good heart go away
it’s always been a much better fit for you anyway
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