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Artista: Hole
Album: My Body the Hand Grenade
Cancion: Old Age
 
 
And I will awake
Your highness, I'm so high
I cannot walk
And I will awake
You cripple
You take away
My time, my peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal stress
Hard-bitter candy fated caress

What was she for Halloween
The ugliest girl you ever seen
Someday she will die alone

What was she for Valentine
An old forgotten cocibine
Someday she will die for no one

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus says

Old age
Old age
Old age

It's ok to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she's friendless
Spits at music's not an issue
Just remove the April tissue
We all know her age is endless

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus says

Old age
Old age
Old age
Old age

And then she begs and
She says "pretty please"
Oh make her pure again
Oh make her clean

No one knows she's Hestor Prynne
Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again

Someday she won't have to fake it
Living well itself seems sacred
Someday she will just refuse

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus says

Old age
Old age
Old age

Jeus says
Old age
(rest in piece)

I'm sorry
So sorry
I'm sorry
So sorry
 
 
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