The Priest and the Matador Songtext
von Senses Fail
The Priest and the Matador Songtext
Here I lie
I′m staring At
Clouds in shapes
Of dogs and cats
I hear a woman
Start to yell
"Oh dear God, I think he fell"
I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A priest is rushing
To my side,
Begins to read me
My last rites
Father, you′re too late
My faith is weak
So won't you save your
Half-hearted speech
I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.
A man bends down and says
"Son, we′re gonna get through this one
Take my hand and let us pray"
I scream, "Please get the fuck away."
I′m the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.
The ambulance is singing
As cops push back the crowd
I start to take my last breath,
As blood pours out my mouth.
The medic's walking my way
I think this could be it.
I hear them start to state
The time of death is half past six.
I′m the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
I'm the arrow
Shot straight to hell
I′m staring At
Clouds in shapes
Of dogs and cats
I hear a woman
Start to yell
"Oh dear God, I think he fell"
I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A priest is rushing
To my side,
Begins to read me
My last rites
Father, you′re too late
My faith is weak
So won't you save your
Half-hearted speech
I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.
A man bends down and says
"Son, we′re gonna get through this one
Take my hand and let us pray"
I scream, "Please get the fuck away."
I′m the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.
The ambulance is singing
As cops push back the crowd
I start to take my last breath,
As blood pours out my mouth.
The medic's walking my way
I think this could be it.
I hear them start to state
The time of death is half past six.
I′m the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
I'm the arrow
Shot straight to hell
Writer(s): Garrett Michael Zablocki, James Anthony Buddy Nielsen, Daniel Gerard Trapp, Heath Matthew Saraceno, Michael John Glita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com