Civet

Come on & make me live
I cant seem to do it for me.
Im starving to death
Going down in glory
Glory... No God forgave
There is no end for me
Buried in boxes & sympathies, yeah
Tell your great big lies to me
Im going down in glory
Wheres your pills?
You perfect home?
Your regret?
You fucking humility?
Wheres your prise?
Wheres your daughter?
Your lies & my broken home?
Burn me once, shame on you
Burn me twice, shame on me
I wont be on your doorstep, lady
Im going down in glory
[ Old Glory Lyrics ]