Letra de Mother superior (corregida-correction)

Here, sleep, at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road
You walk in this tale
Turning, as a coward you´ve earned
Through sickness, in health, is only won
Now go and bite your tongue

You´re just of the worst of me
With the hope they´ll understand
No, they know you´re just a boy
So grow up and be a man
Little baby, oh, kick and you scream, you whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The curse that sees your lie

You´ve got nothing to prove, stay afraid
Young brother, you´ve got nothing to prove ...Oh

Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
This sincerest apologies, won´t write you out of this one
Tonight, you´ll find the right in the pull of the trigger
Now bite, young fools, don´t cry anymore


Fear slips inside your stomach, it swells
A torn boy alone in need of fix
In the preach that kills the itch
For too long, this little baby´s cried on
Tomorrow we´ll sing the words in song
Of a time where glad´s unknown


You´re just of the worst of me
With the hope they´ll understand
No, they know you´re just a boy
So grow up and be that man
Little baby, oh, kick and you scream, you whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The curse that sees your lie, lie


You´ve got nothing to prove, stay afraid
Young brother, you´ve got nothing to prove.. Oh!

Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
This sincerest apologies,won´t write you out of this one
Tonight, you´ll find the right in the pull of the trigger
Now bite, young fool don´t cry


Mother superior, come catch the rabbit
He runs, my how you´ve gone
You´re frightened of leaving this
Truly gone fishing amalgam
Go fetch you gun


Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
This sincerest apologies won´t write you out of this one
Tonight, you´ll find the right in the pull of the trigger
Now bite, young fools, don´t cry, oh, not anymore

Don´t cry, boy, not anymore,
don´t cry, boy, not anymore, don´t cry, boy
You´re sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife, oh no
Don´t cry, boy, not anymore, don´t cry, boy, not anymore
Don´t cry, boy, not anymore

You´re sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife, oh no