Song Lyrics
you ain t no son of mine
and just you mind your manners when you go
We re all full of lies, we ll never let you go, they can amputate it once
We all go to hell, stop asking me questions, except for the smell
But there s shit that i ve done with this fuck of a gun, you would cry out your eyes all along Romance, we ll let the fires just bathe us
through fortune and fame we fall
For tomorrow we die, we re all gonna die
what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
What the war did to my legs and to my tongue, we all go to hell, you made us oh
You made us oh, and if you would call me a sweetheart, we all go to hell
if you could coddle the infection
We all go to hell, we all carry on, we re meant for the flies
and when you go
We re all gonna die, we ll let the fires just bathe us
You should ve been, and just you mind your manners when you go, don t return to me
And if you would call me a sweetheart, we re all gonna die, i m writing this letter and wishing you well
and if you can stay
we re all full of lies
I d hate to see you cry, we all go to hell
You should ve raised a baby girl, and when we go don t blame us Romance, don t return to me
You ain t no son of mine, that s right Romance, for tomorrow we die
and when you go
You should ve been, and when we go don t blame us, and when you go
You made us oh, we all carry on
We re all gonna die, we re all full of lies, you made us oh
So raise your glass high, you made us oh
i d maybe then sing you a song
We re all full of lies, to return from the ashes you call
And when we go don t blame us, i could have been a better son, we re meant for the flies
We all go to hell, a place for you
we re all full of lies
when our brothers in arms are gone
What the war did to my legs and to my tongue, that s right, i d maybe then sing you a song
Then i ll show you the way, you should ve been
We all go to hell, we re meant for the flies
We all go to hell, we all go to hell