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Testo 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
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.
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
SANCHEZ, CLAUDIO/STEVER, TRAVIS /
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