paroles de chanson Pretty Dirty - Every Time I Die
The
great
American
mischief
has
muted
our
hearts
And
our
rhythms
are
met
with
the
inharmonious
grunts
of
electric
guitars.
It′s
all
but
too
much.
So
nobody
out
there
believes
the
obscene
are
reprieved.
Everybody
get
fed
up.
My
baby
better
get
high
cause,
I've
got
something
that
I
need
to
confess.
The
dead
men
talking
are
longing
for
so
much
more
than
simply
the
obvious.
Cut
us
off.
We′re
suffering,
hysterical,
lighting
the
flare
from
the
foot
of
her
bed.
I've
been
begging
you
for
less
mercy
than
this.
But
the
only
thing
you
need
to
know,
is
that
you
never
wanted
to
know.
Take
it
off,
take
it
back,
or
take
cover
because
we're
nearing
a
nerve.
Dead
is
wasted
on
the
patient,
so
make
haste
and
head
for
the
wake.
Now
the
hornets
inhabit
the
hearts
we′ve
abandoned.
We
are
gone.
Cast
aside
our
clothes
like
funeral
roses,
and
dance
straight
through
the
psalm.
I
was
right
all
along
I′m
dead,
in
the
water.
Don't
come
for
me.
I
was
once
alive
in
the
desert′s
eyes
on
the
day
it
wed
the
sea.
I
drew
a
chalk
outline
around
your
city.
I
hushed
the
sobs
in
your
halls.
But
we
both
know
that
it's
killer,
baby
he′ll
outrun
them
all.
There
is
so
much
shame
in
how
little
we've
gained
for
so
long.
Now
the
sky
is
falling.
And
you′re
just
repeating
everything
I
say.
And
you're
not
listening
close
enough,
It's
a
catastrophe.
You
have
not
been
concentrating.
Pay
attention
there
will
be
an
exam.
Build
an
ark.
Build
an
ark.
Come
bring
us
back
to
the
ruin.
Drifting
out
of
our
heads.
Taped
off
the
sky
above
your
city.
Dusted
for
prints
on
the
chapel
wall.
But
we
all
know
that
it′s
killer,
baby
I
will
outrun
them
all.
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