Lyrics What's the news with your bl00dstained legacy? A sad song with a reckless melody We make peace with the hands of eternity But you're too blind to see Patch the wounds with a household remedy Push the dagg3r far as the eye can see We count cards and (ut thr0@t$ so carelessly Oh, what a place to be Mother, can you hear my call? One by one, we're bound to fall Mother, we've nowhere to run Staring down the barrel of a g#n Sit back, relax take a pass And feel it on your tongue Oh I'd say it's nice to know ya But my dear we're far too young Take back the past tell the world That your business here ain't done God bless that pretty pink son of a gun My, my, that's quite the accusation Now can you hear the sound of liberation? We trade blows and pass the aggravation But that's the beauty of self-preservation Just sign the dotted line It's yours to redefine Testify the daughter Desecrate the crime Bounded by the collar Tasting the divine Sanctify the sl@ught3r Rest with the benign Mother, rest your weary wings I'll buy you all your favorite things Mother, can you hear my cry? We thought we'd live to see those b@$t@rd$ d!3 Strike up the band, bite the hand Let's watch the fountains bl33d Oh we're swingin' for the fences We'd drop d3@d 'fore we concede Take back the past, tell the world that your business here ain't done God bless that pretty pink son of a g#n The embassy, oh the embassy We all fall victim to the embassy The embassy, oh the embassy We all run circles round the embassy Amnesty, oh the amnesty Gather 'round children for the amnesty Amnesty, oh the amnesty Looking to the sky for the amnesty Ecstasy, oh the ecstasy Slipping through our fingers is the ecstasy Ecstasy, oh the ecstasy Nowhere to be found is the ecstasy Strike up the band, bite the hand Let's watch the fountains bl33d Oh we're swingin' for the fences We'd drop d3@d 'fore we concede Take back the past, tell the world that your business here ain't done God bless that pretty pink son of a g#n Sit back, relax take a pass And feel it on your tongue Oh I'd say it's nice to know ya But my dear we're far too young Take back the past tell the world That your business here ain't done God bless that pretty pink son of a g
Song By Rai_ Vocals By Yi XI
