Ashamed Songtext
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Ashamed Songtext
I am the boy your mother wanted you to meet
But I am broken and torn with heels at my feet
And with your purest light, why don′t you shine on me?
Well, I should have been an angel, but I'm too dumb to speak
Now, as she gets nearer, the visions get clearer
I′ll kneel and weep, and I will hold her, dear
Oh, if your eyes water, you've got your favourite number to spin
And, oh-oh-oh-oh-
What a crying shame
A crying shame, what we became
Murdered my throat, screaming bloody all night
Hit him with a book and how he crumbles
So, you should have seen how the arches tumble
They're golden no more, now I′m smiling in my blood
I′m caught in a whirlwind, I'm going to heaven
I′m standing on trial and it's painted on canvas
An eternal testament to how we are so animalistic
And, oh-oh-oh-oh-
What a crying shame
A crying shame, what we became
I bowed my head in the morning light and said goodnight
I held her hand and I, I kissed her eyes
Stumbled down the stairs and hang myself on high
And I started for the town, lyin′ in the front yard and died
But I am broken and torn with heels at my feet
And with your purest light, why don′t you shine on me?
Well, I should have been an angel, but I'm too dumb to speak
Now, as she gets nearer, the visions get clearer
I′ll kneel and weep, and I will hold her, dear
Oh, if your eyes water, you've got your favourite number to spin
And, oh-oh-oh-oh-
What a crying shame
A crying shame, what we became
Murdered my throat, screaming bloody all night
Hit him with a book and how he crumbles
So, you should have seen how the arches tumble
They're golden no more, now I′m smiling in my blood
I′m caught in a whirlwind, I'm going to heaven
I′m standing on trial and it's painted on canvas
An eternal testament to how we are so animalistic
And, oh-oh-oh-oh-
What a crying shame
A crying shame, what we became
I bowed my head in the morning light and said goodnight
I held her hand and I, I kissed her eyes
Stumbled down the stairs and hang myself on high
And I started for the town, lyin′ in the front yard and died
Writer(s): John Joseph Mccauley Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com