mother superior

Coheed And Cambria

Here, sleep at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road
you'll walk in this tale
Turned and as a coward you've learned
Through sickness and health, there's only one
Now go and bite your tongue

You'll just say the worst of me,
with a hope they'll understand
No, they know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.

Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost, let's see your life.

You've got nothing to prove
Stay afraid, young brother
You've got nothing to prove

Your answers is in there,
just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies,
won't write you out of this one
Tonight... you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger now bite
Oh young fool, don't cry... anymore

A fear sleeps inside your stomach...
it swells
A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that
cures the itch
For too long, this little baby has cried on
For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song
Of a time we're glad is long gone

Not anymore... don't cry boy
When you're sick to the stomach just pull out the
knife

Mother superior
Come catch the rabbit, he runs. My how've you been?
You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing
amalgam
Go fetch your gun