Paroles de Old Glory

Come on & make me live I can't seem to do it for me. I'm starving to death Going down in glory Glory... No God forgave There is no end for me Buried in boxes & sympathies, yeah Tell your great big lies to me I'm going down in glory Where's your pills? You perfect home? Your regret? You fucking humility? Where's your prise? Where's your daughter? Your lies & my broken home? Burn me once, shame on you Burn me twice, shame on me I won't be on your doorstep, lady I'm going down in glory