Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast. Gonna put it to the test. You want it to be blessed. And in your heart, You know it to be true, You know
Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast. Gonna put it to the test. You want it to be blessed. And in your heart, You know it to be true, You
Hold your grandmother's bible to your breast Gonna put it to the test You wanted it to be blessed And in your heart You know it to be true You know what
me 'til I'm safe I swear I'll never wonder why we always finish in disgrace failure and decay no one ever knows when we're alone this is how it ends one
Translation: Little Miss Sunshine Soundtrack. Devotchka---how It Ends.
Translation: Little Miss Sunshine Soundtrack. How It Ends.
Hold your grandmother's bible to your breast Gonna put it to the test You wanted it to be blessed And in your heart You know it to be true You know
Take a look inside of me, there?s nothing Fate came and took it all away I try and try to grab on to something But it all just slips away, slips away
From dust and emptiness Lay forth now my creation This shell of flesh and bone Worship the sacred lamb You shall be my disciples Show faith through
My fragile mind, comes untied As the darkness blocks out the light Oh God, I can?t see the light. Fear, insanity consumes my mind Pain no hope for
from corruption My mind, Facing agony Scrape up, what remains of me You, your thoughtless You, you lied again You, you?re breaking me Deception You, It
My God, Have I had all my chances? Is it all down hill now? Have I gotten, dying eyes? Dying eyes All I?ve done is nothing I?ve lived in fear of
Suffering, the way, the way to make it stop Trapped, Painkiller Darkness, Painkiller Nothing but torn, shredded, hope Darkness, Painkiller And, without it
Hit the target like a thousand tons, You can?t prepare yourself, For what is yet to come, The hardest lesson is the one you learn too late It?s the
It?s all that I want, all that I need Blood blurs everything that I see What the fuck, can?t control anything Please God, end this suffering In
Forget everything you know It?s all just blasphemy No faith, No purpose We must, Rise above One chance for a normal existence It?s time to take
ignorance Your, thoughts, crippled, broken Your, thoughts, crippled, broken You followed the world into a pit No escape, there?s no escaping it
Your time has come Break the mold, push the limit Question the world, question the world Life tried to push you back Strength is getting up when
