and I will awake
your highness I'm so high I cannot walk
and I will awake
you cripple you take away my time
my peace my empathy
no babies sleep on atrophy
your unborn love and fetal dress
hard bitter candy legless caress

What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone

What was she for Valentine's?
An old forgotten concubine
Someday she will die for one

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age

It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she is friendless

Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissue
We all know her rage is endless

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age

and then she begs you, she says "pretty please,
I'll make her pure again, I'll make her clean"

No one knows she's Hester Prynne
Someone please Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again

Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday she will just refuse

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age
Old age
Old age
Jesus saves
Old age

(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
(Me in pieces) So sorry
(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
(Me in pieces) So sorry