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Bitter Erection Lyrics
I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was! I never was!
If truth was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I guess being honest
Only made me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you fuckin' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I was born a dying man
That's how I wrote
"Dead mans hand"
When hell is the promised land
Why waste time with a master plan
If hope was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I know being happy
Only makes me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you fuckin' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
That's why these eyes are always dry
If God was a whore
Then maybe I'd buy her
But I know believing
Will only make me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was! I never was!
If truth was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I guess being honest
Only made me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you fuckin' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
That's how I wrote
"Dead mans hand"
When hell is the promised land
Why waste time with a master plan
If hope was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I know being happy
Only makes me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you fuckin' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
That's why these eyes are always dry
If God was a whore
Then maybe I'd buy her
But I know believing
Will only make me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
Song Info
Submitted by
medicineman On Jan 02, 2007
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