Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Death & Endearments, artist - Parenthetical Girls. Album song Privilege*, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 03.03.2013
Record label: Splendour
Song language: English
On Death & Endearments |
Gentlemen, please rise |
In light of why we’re gathered here tonight |
This is it, though I’m shit with goodbyes |
Suffice to say, well, I haven’t much time |
So how I chose and choose |
To make use of this life allotted me |
Well you few know and knew |
And each to played to me burgeoning accessory |
So I should think it wise |
In debt to your unseemly sacrifice |
To see that when I die |
None of my sorted seeds come to life |
For me I see no need |
To catalogue what deeds I may have done |
If we all agree to keep |
These terms of my demise unclarified |
History, she will surely forgive me |
And history, she will think of me fondly |
Time was mine |
I’ve half a mind to just apologize |
In days less dignified |
Before I knew what to and not to do |
Unsure, of course |
There’s shame in certain things I may have done |
But shame is not remorse |
And pandering’s the one thing I cannot afford |
Measure me in grief |
Survived in score by prideful progeny |
And I, though sometimes weak |
Still shudder to speak these secrets we keep |
For their sake let me stay |
Ostensibly the saint I seem to be |
For now my nose is clean |
So bury these peculiarities with me |
History, she will surely forgive me |
And history, she won’t soon forget me |
So no cheerful goodbyes |
In light of why we’re gathered here tonight |
To you I confide |
Suffice to say, well, I haven’t much time |