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Mother Superior Lyrics

Artist: Coheed And Cambria
Album: Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume Two: No World for Tomorrow

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

You'll just say the worst to 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, 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 answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies, wont write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite
Oh young fools, don't cry...anymore

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

You'll just say the worst to 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, 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 answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies, wont write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite
Oh young fools, don't cry

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

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

Don't cry, boy, not anymore
Don't cry, boy, not anymore
Don't cry, boy.
When your sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife.

Don't cry boy, not anymore
Don't cry boy, not anymore
Don't cry,boy.
When your sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife.

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The lyrics were copied from the No World For Tomorrow lyric booklet, so there are no errors. =]

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