You'll find the only fits, When hands and feet are nailed to it. "Can we get a picture the pauper, And with the prince?" Ma'am, got your daughter wrapped in his fists.
To the and girls, alabaster, But to his brothers, another bastard. a story about a girl; enough to make you sick, And how she made him king of her hips, She's found a way to his fingertips.
We'll take your smile tooth by tooth.
show them where the bad ones go. Another case of a sheep bearing a nose. Let's show them the bad ones go. you criminal, paint black lines on your bones.
Wake all the children from their He's robbing pillow-cased and selling cheap. What below? He wouldn't know. So show them where the bad ones go...
You curse the tail between legs; faced and black jawed, Your innocent eyes from your bedroom in the night. A from the learned: If your won't fit, Don't sell soul just yet.
If the herd is the temptation the faithless can't evade, "We ate all forbidden and retreated to the vineyard, To the void in we dwell. With a youth and heartaches we'll sell be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."
We'll take apart your tooth by tooth. Let's show them the bad ones go. case of a sheep bearing a broken nose. Let's show them the bad ones go. Color you criminal, paint lines on your bones.
all the children from their sleep He's pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap. What lives below? He know. So let's show them the bad ones go...
You'll go down in notebooks, pens, and melodies. But running from all of us. You're running from all love.