Mother Superior - The Demonics

Mother Superior Lyrics

Here, sleep, at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road
You walk in this taleTurning, as a coward you've earned
Through sickness, in health, there's only one
Now go and bite your tongueYou'll just say the worst of me
With the hope they'll understand
No, they know you're just a boy
So grow up and be a manLittle baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? Let's see... your lifeYou've got nothing to prove, stay afraid
Young brother, you've got nothing to proveYour answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
The sincerest apologies
Won't write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger now bite
Young fools, don't cry anymoreFear sleeps inside your stomach, it swells
A torn boy alone in need of fix
And the pinch that cures the itchFor too long, this little baby's cried on

Tomorrow we'll sing the words in song
Of a time where glad's long goneYou'd just say the worst of me
With the hope they'll understand
No, they know you're just a boy
So grow up and be that manLittle baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost? Let's see... your lifeYou've got nothing to prove, stay afraid
Young brother, you've got nothing to proveYour answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
This sincerest apologies
Won't write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger
Now bite, young fool don't cryMother superior
Come catch the rabbit he runs
My how you've grown
You're frightened of leaving this
Truly gone fishing amalgam
Go fetch you gunYour answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
The sincerest apologies
Won't write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger
Now bite, young fools, don't cryOh, not anymore, don't cry, boy
Not anymore, don't cry, boy
Not anymore, don't cry, boyWhen you're sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knifeDon't cry, boy, not anymore
Don't cry, boy, not anymore
Don't cry, boy, not anymoreWhen you're sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knife