Untitled 2 (Morissey Song) - текст песни
Untitled 2 (Morissey Song)
She was just seventeen
Pius and pretty with a deadly disease
And the weight of the world
On her prosodic shoulder
And by the summer of ‘96 her body was cracked like porcelain
Just like some precious moments collectable
In a hospital gown and big bright golden halo
Chorus:
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals
And now lets here it for the tears that I’ve welled up
We’ve come too far to have to give it all up now
We lived lives that were rich and blessed
And we're burned for how we transgress
Now I’ve mastered the art
Of the open casket prayer and the singing guitar
I found the rewards weren’t half what I hoped for
And meanwhile we all feigned hope and nerve
As her parents went on and lied to her
All about the success of the surgeries
And how my ex-girlfriend was now sleeping with her fiancГѓВ©
Chorus
If there's any justice in heaven then God won't let me in
He'll lock the gates and take my weekend pass away
And with a sympathetic wave they'll see me off
Return my golden crown well I am cursed to walk the earth for a millennia
I know I deserve worse but it terrifies me and I can't take it anymore
Chorus
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