Lirik Lagu The Martyr - Cursive
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And so it's begunThis is year oneThe birth of a child in the form of a manWrapped in towelPassed out on the floorThese drunken hours -- graces defloweredCast down by an angelShe used to kiss his weeping eyesDepressed in her bosomTears roll off her nipple
Sweet baby, don't cry...Your tears are only alibisTo prove you still feel --You only feel sorry for yourselfWell, get on that crossThat's all you're good for...
And thusly it endsDepression seeps in on a lonely messiahNow he drinks with the lepersLosing a limb, his better halfA glass once half fullA head hung half-mastHe claims he's the victimStrangled by the nine-to-fiveAnd a pattern of stillnessThat haunted this still life
Your tears are only alibisTo prove you still feelYou only feel sorry for yourselfAnd that's how you thriveYour sorrow's your goldmineSo write some sad song about meScreaming your agonies, playing the saint
The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...Oh....
Sweet baby, don't cry...Your tears are only alibisTo prove you still feel --You only feel sorry for yourselfWell, get on that crossThat's all you're good for...
And thusly it endsDepression seeps in on a lonely messiahNow he drinks with the lepersLosing a limb, his better halfA glass once half fullA head hung half-mastHe claims he's the victimStrangled by the nine-to-fiveAnd a pattern of stillnessThat haunted this still life
Your tears are only alibisTo prove you still feelYou only feel sorry for yourselfAnd that's how you thriveYour sorrow's your goldmineSo write some sad song about meScreaming your agonies, playing the saint
The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...The Martyr...Oh....
