lyrics
*(damian in parenthesis)*
didn't your mother ever teach you not to swear
(even though the words sounded so good to say)
didn't your mother ever tell you to wash your hands
(but stained with blood through time no soap was strong enough to cleanse)
didn't your mother ever tell you it's not polite to stare
(when its right in plain sight how could you look away)
didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with guns
(its always gonna end the same damn way)
hey boy why you standing with your head down
(i'm slowly plotting my descent)
hey boy how're you gonna prove them wrong
(i'm pretty sure that i already did)
hey boy why don't you stand up and fight
(what the hell is that gonna fix)
hey boy you better start making some dreams come true
(i cant sleep counting black sheep)
didn't your father ever teach you not to steal
(hearts and belongings i know you got your fill)
didn't your father ever tell you that life's unfair
(setting up for disaster every time you care)
didn't your father ever teach you how to stand
(when your standing all alone they can't see you fall)
didn't your father ever show you how to clean your gun
(momma don't know and daddy says it's fine to lie)
didn't they tell you that you're gonna start growing old
(well your liver can't filter all your poisons on its own)
didn't they tell you that it's so hard to stay sane
(i really like the voices i wish that they would stay)
didn't they tell you that promises don't mean shit
(words spoken left scars we could never forget)
didn't they tell you that eventually you're gonna die
(i hope it feels as good as every sin and lie)
hey boy why you standing with your head down
(i'm slowly plotting my descent)
hey boy how're you gonna prove them wrong
(i'm pretty sure that i already did)
hey boy why don't you stand up and fight
(what the hell is that gonna fix)
hey boy you better start making some dreams come true
(i cant sleep counting black sheep)
if jesus had an elevator would he let you in to ride
or would he just look down and laugh because we took the stairs
if satan had a waiting room would you be reading magazines
or would you sit and think about the things you wish you would've done
everybody's congregating contemplating conversation
we're debating our creation cus we're scared of our damnation
everybody's losing patience cus we're so damn aggravated
waiting at the train station for our last hope out of here
credits
released January 30, 2013
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