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Mother Superior - текст песни



Mother Superior


Here, sleep at the bottom of hell

Your time has come to pick the road

You walk in this tale

Turn, as a coward you've earned

Through sickness and health,

There's only one

So go and bite your tongue

You'll just see 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

Victims pay the price eventually

The course let see your lie



You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.

Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.



Mother superior

Come catch the rabbit that runs

My, how you run

You're frightened of living this,

Truly gone fishing amalgam

Go fetch the gun



Your answer is in there

Just stare down the barrel

Their sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one

Tonight, you'll find the right

In the pull of the trigger, now bite

So young fool don't cry anymore



Near, far, and wherever you are...

You'll just see 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

Victims pay the price eventually

The course let see your lie



You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.

Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.



Mother superior

Come catch the rabbit that runs

Oh, how's your son?

You're frightened of living this,

Truly gone fishing amalgam

Go fetch your gun



Your answer is in there

Just stare down the barrel

Their sincerest apologies,

Oh they won't write you out of this one

Tonight, you'll find the right

In the pull of the trigger, now bite

So young fools don't lie



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



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



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