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She was just 17,
Pious and pretty with a deadly disease,
And the weight of the world on her prosthetic shoulder,
And by the summer of '96,
Her body was cracked like porcelain,
Just like some precious moments collectible,
In a hospital gown and a big bright golden halo...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
Now I've mastered the art,
Of the open casket prayer and the singing guitar,
And I've found the rewards weren't half what I'd hoped for,
And meanwhile we all feigned hope and nerve,
As her parents went on and lied to her,
All about the success of the surgeries,
And how my ex-girlfriend was now sleeping with her fiance...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
If there's any justice in heaven,
Then God won't let me in,
He'll lock the gates and take my weekend pass away,
For this impathetic wait they'll see me off,
Reserve my golden crown while I am cursed to walk the earth for a millennia,
I know I deserve worse but it terrifies me and I can't take it anymore...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
Pious and pretty with a deadly disease,
And the weight of the world on her prosthetic shoulder,
And by the summer of '96,
Her body was cracked like porcelain,
Just like some precious moments collectible,
In a hospital gown and a big bright golden halo...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
Now I've mastered the art,
Of the open casket prayer and the singing guitar,
And I've found the rewards weren't half what I'd hoped for,
And meanwhile we all feigned hope and nerve,
As her parents went on and lied to her,
All about the success of the surgeries,
And how my ex-girlfriend was now sleeping with her fiance...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
If there's any justice in heaven,
Then God won't let me in,
He'll lock the gates and take my weekend pass away,
For this impathetic wait they'll see me off,
Reserve my golden crown while I am cursed to walk the earth for a millennia,
I know I deserve worse but it terrifies me and I can't take it anymore...
And so three cheers for my morose and grieving pals,
And now let's hear it for the tears that I've welled up,
We've come too far to have to give it all up now,
We live lives that are rich and blessed,
And we'll burn for how we transgress...
Lyrics submitted by prayingmantis84, edited by josefineumuser
Untitled Lyrics as written by Vincent Accardi
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As confirmed by the people who have manipulated the track, it is indeed 'This never ends...' or something along those lines.
First of all I will point out the blinding obviousness of what this entails to those who don't seem to get it:- Anything that you can hear being 'said' when you play the track like normal is mere coincedence, even if the band intended for this when they released the record or not.
Secondly, it is a sample. This means technically there are no lyrics as it is not recorded vocals, but a sample imported into the track and edited therein (octave shift on the first two times it is used, the fade in when the 'sequence' first starts and wave stretch every fifth time on the 'sequence'.
Finally, IT IS NOT JESSE WHO IS SPEAKING ON THE SAMPLE. It is somebody else, maybe from an answering machine like somebody suggested. Whether or not this sample was recorded with intention for use on this record or it happens to be a message somebody left for Jesse (or somebody else) on an answering machine which the band decided to use is up for discussion, unless the band have said in an interview.
As for the meaning of the song, I believe it is up for personal interpretation. The band know that 99.9% of people will never bother to listen to it backwards and probably intended to create this sort of debate between people who have listened to the track. I personally thought it was 'I could never listen' when I first heard it. I think some of the suggestions people have made such as it being a message to the people who leaked the original demos are viable though it may also be possible that the band decided to leave it untitled so as to not create any discussion about the meaning of the song, therefore, as I said, to leave it upto the interpretation of the listener. I'm glad to say I avoided the leaks as I know myself how infuriating this can be. I believe the person on the sample may be a friend of Jesse's who passed away and he happened to have a message from them on his answering machine so they used it. It is obvious, however you view it, that this is a very emotionally charged song.