Martyr's Pose
๐ต 814 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:19 duration
๐ ID: 2467357
๐ Lyrics
You've lived your whole life in this role
Father checked out prematurely, mother drank away her soul
You became the whipping boy for an angry, bitter man
When you see this much this young you learn to cope as best youcan
The trick's to look remorseful, but never shoulder any blame
Condition their responses, that's the way to play the game
Crocodile tears stream from your eyes
Shoot an anguished look up at the sky
Then it's arms outstretched, and a southbound nose
Your defensive stance
Your martyr's pose
It's now your nature, it fits you like a second skin
You adopt your tortured posture when you feel their
Patiencewearing thin
Tell me how much alienation
How much bitterness have you tasted
How many years were wasted trying to turn dead roses red
You typecast yourself in this role - your martyr's pose
Father checked out prematurely, mother drank away her soul
You became the whipping boy for an angry, bitter man
When you see this much this young you learn to cope as best youcan
The trick's to look remorseful, but never shoulder any blame
Condition their responses, that's the way to play the game
Crocodile tears stream from your eyes
Shoot an anguished look up at the sky
Then it's arms outstretched, and a southbound nose
Your defensive stance
Your martyr's pose
It's now your nature, it fits you like a second skin
You adopt your tortured posture when you feel their
Patiencewearing thin
Tell me how much alienation
How much bitterness have you tasted
How many years were wasted trying to turn dead roses red
You typecast yourself in this role - your martyr's pose
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:16.07] You've lived your whole life in this role
[01:21.56] Father checked out prematurely, mother drank away her soul
[01:28.02] You became the whipping boy for an angry, bitter man
[01:33.47] When you see this much this young you learn to cope as best youcan
[01:40.75] The trick's to look remorseful, but never shoulder any blame
[01:50.78] Condition their responses, that's the way to play the game
[02:00.78] Crocodile tears stream from your eyes
[02:03.51] Shoot an anguished look up at the sky
[02:06.22] Then it's arms outstretched, and a southbound nose
[02:08.85] Your defensive stance
[02:11.57] Your martyr's pose
[02:35.14] It's now your nature, it fits you like a second skin
[02:40.64] You adopt your tortured posture when you feel their
[02:45.24] Patiencewearing thin
[02:47.06] Tell me how much alienation
[02:49.83] How much bitterness have you tasted
[02:52.54] How many years were wasted trying to turn dead roses red
[03:29.56] You typecast yourself in this role - your martyr's pose
[04:12.93]
[01:21.56] Father checked out prematurely, mother drank away her soul
[01:28.02] You became the whipping boy for an angry, bitter man
[01:33.47] When you see this much this young you learn to cope as best youcan
[01:40.75] The trick's to look remorseful, but never shoulder any blame
[01:50.78] Condition their responses, that's the way to play the game
[02:00.78] Crocodile tears stream from your eyes
[02:03.51] Shoot an anguished look up at the sky
[02:06.22] Then it's arms outstretched, and a southbound nose
[02:08.85] Your defensive stance
[02:11.57] Your martyr's pose
[02:35.14] It's now your nature, it fits you like a second skin
[02:40.64] You adopt your tortured posture when you feel their
[02:45.24] Patiencewearing thin
[02:47.06] Tell me how much alienation
[02:49.83] How much bitterness have you tasted
[02:52.54] How many years were wasted trying to turn dead roses red
[03:29.56] You typecast yourself in this role - your martyr's pose
[04:12.93]