~• NightCore •~ Build God, Then We'll Talk

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  • Опубликовано: 27 июн 2018
  • Lyrics
    It's these substandard motels
    On the corner of 4th and Freemont Street
    Appealing, only because they're just that unappealing
    Any practiced Catholic would cross themselves upon entering
    The rooms have a hint of asbestos
    And maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
    And the habit of decomposing right before your very eyes
    Along with the people inside
    What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    Tonight tenants range from a lawyer and a virgin
    Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
    She's getting a job at the firm come Monday
    The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
    Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money
    A wonderful caricature of intimacy
    And not to mention, the constable
    And his proposition, for that virgin
    Yes, the one the lawyer met with on strictly business
    As he said to the Mrs.
    Well, only hours before, after he had left
    She was fixing her face in a compact
    There was a terrible crash
    Between her and the badge
    She spilled her purse and her bag
    And held a "purse" of a different kind
    Along with the people inside
    What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
    It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
    At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
    And a few more of your least favorite things
    Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
    It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
    At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
    And a few more of your least favorite things
    Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
    Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
    It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
    At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
    And a few more of your least favorite things
    Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
    And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses
    At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
    And a few more of your least favorite things
    Songwriters: Brendon Urie / Brent Wilson / George Ross / Ryan Ross / Spencer Smith
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    Why are you still here owo

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