Espris De Corps Songtext
von Braden Blake

She′s dating jesus
I've never seen a face so flush
I guess immaculate conception is a rush
She′s consecrated
But cannot buy espris de corps
I've never known a centerpiece with less allure
She's often trite and sometimes so generic
If obtuse and esoteric
She′ll never mean anything to me
I was her hero
But I turn out to be a bastard
A complete hack at all those tricks she thought i′d mastered
She left me gasping


She knocked my wind out with her noose
I'm much too flexible to be of any use
She′s often trite and sometimes so generic
If obtuse and esoteric
She'll never mean anything to me
If she ever fell from grace
Sold her soul and went to hell
She′d return so penitent
That with herself she could replace herself
She's often trite and sometimes so generic
If obtuse and esoteric
She′ll never mean anything to me, no, no
But she's everything that I aspire to be