Old Age-Hole

Album by: My Body The Hand Grenade Artist by: Hole And I will away Your highness, Im so high I cannot walk And I will away You cripple, you take away my time my peace My empathy No babies sleep on atrophy Your unborn love and fetal dress Hard bitter candy legless caress What was she for halloween? The ugliest girl youve ever seen Someday she will die alone What was she for valentines An old forgotten cumbucine Someday she will die for no one She seems to me to know All that glitters is sour All the lies in her place - jesus saves Old age - old age Old age Its okay to kill your idols Just pretend you have no rivals We all know that she is friendless Spits at mirrors, its not an issue Just remove the hateful tissue We all know her rage is endless She seems to me to know All that glitters is sour All the lies in her place - jesus saves Old age - old age Old age And then she begs me, she says pretty please Ill make her pure again, Ill make her clean No one knows shes hestor pryne Someone please tell ann boelyn Chokers are back in again Someday she wont 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 the lies in her place - jesus saves Old age - old age Old age Jesus saves Old age Rest in peace and me in pieces Im sorry - so sorry