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Old Age (Live Through This Outtake)

๐Ÿ‘ค Hole โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ My Body, The Hand Grenade โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:28
๐ŸŽต 1354 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:28 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 459800

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

And I will await your highness
I'm so high I cannot walk
And I will await
You cripple
You take away my pride
My peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal stress
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 no one

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the 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 tissues
We all know her rage is endless

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

And then she begs and she says "Pretty please?
I'll make her pure again; I'll make her clean"

No one knows she's Hester Prynne
Someone please tell 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 the 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

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:10.28] And I will await your highness
[00:14.53] I'm so high I cannot walk
[00:17.50] And I will await
[00:21.22] You cripple
[00:22.03] You take away my pride
[00:24.48] My peace, my empathy
[00:27.47] No babies sleep on atrophy
[00:31.65] Your unborn love and fetal stress
[00:35.19] Hard bitter candy, legless caress
[00:46.13] What was she for Halloween?
[00:49.57] The ugliest girl you've ever seen
[00:53.26] Someday she will die alone
[01:00.65] What was she for Valentine's?
[01:04.63] An old forgotten concubine
[01:08.06] Someday she will die for no one
[01:15.14] She seems to me to know
[01:19.90] All that glitters is sour
[01:23.26] All the lies in her place
[01:26.97] Jesus saves
[01:30.71] Old age
[01:34.08] Old age
[01:37.95] Old age
[01:42.21] It's okay to kill your idols
[01:46.23] Just pretend you have no rivals
[01:49.71] We all know that she is friendless
[01:56.97] Spits at mirrors; it's not an issue
[02:00.49] Just remove the hateful tissues
[02:04.19] We all know her rage is endless
[02:10.99] She seems to me to know
[02:16.12] All that glitters is sour
[02:19.33] All the lies in her place
[02:22.98] Jesus saves
[02:26.65] Old age
[02:29.75] Old age
[02:33.71] Old age
[02:37.69] Old age
[02:42.62] And then she begs and she says "Pretty please?
[02:49.58] I'll make her pure again; I'll make her clean"
[02:59.35] No one knows she's Hester Prynne
[03:02.72] Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
[03:06.51] Chokers are back in again
[03:13.52] Someday she won't have to fake it
[03:17.49] Living will itself seem sacred
[03:20.57] Someday she will just refuse
[03:28.25] She seems to me to know
[03:33.84] All that glitters is sour
[03:36.21] All the lies in her place
[03:39.65] Jesus saves
[03:43.60] Old age
[03:47.28] Old age
[03:50.76] Old age
[03:54.58] Jesus saves
[03:58.14] Old age
[04:02.98] (Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
[04:06.02] (Me in pieces) So sorry
[04:10.05] (Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
[04:14.66] (Me in pieces) So sorry
[04:17.51]

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