Skating Polly - Arms & Opinions Şarkı Sözleri

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I never knew that we were those people
The kind that people think of as the bad seeds
The kind that make you feel like you're so lucky
The kind that guilt you out of your fun

Oh, please forget me for my sins
My charming hungriness has got me once again
My father sent me out, he told me what to do
But instead of listening I stuck prickle needles in his shoes
He tried to run, he tried to follow
But just at the sight of the blood he couldn't run much farther
And I felt bad just for a second
But mainly I was laughing because I just ran away
I just ran away from everything good in my life that was happening

She never knew, and I didn't try to stop it
She never knew, called me crazy again for the seventh time
She never knew, yeah, this is that deep dark tale
She never knew, well it goes where it goes and it never leaves a trail

He brought me an ice pack for my bruises
But the ice pack proved to be quite useless
Because I didn't have bumps; I had cuts
And he shouldn't try to numb it; I need a bandage

Oh, please forget me for my sins
My charming hungriness has got me once again
My father sent me out, he told me what to do
But instead of listening, I filled up his cup to the top with glue
He tried to drink, he tried to swallow
But due to the lack of the air his face was turning dark blue
And I felt bad just for a second
But mainly I was laughing because I just brought the day
I just brought the day of everything weird in my life that was mattering

She never knew, well it's true I could have saved him
She never knew, I just sat there cold-faced for the longest time
She never knew, yeah, this is that kind of tale
She never knew, what I did was my job so it's not considered betrayal

He took my calls
He called me "vicious"
Told me that my arms and opinions
Were ash and fruitless
Well, if I'm wrong
Go tell your God:
That I'm an illness
A raving sickness
The way we blame
It's not the same
The way I came
Always a game