A Verbal Equinox — Bleüctipie lyrics

Lyrics

I don’t really know my own strength.
Remember that the heart’s a muscle.
Every time it beats, I’ll beat you down.
No me dígas, Mercí beaucoup, Mi Amoré.
«C'est le vie,» They say to me.
Any language that I speak’s just a freak of sound.
Being full of vigor is a rigorous task and I am a lazy man.
Yes I lift my lazy hands in prayer.
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' out the 13th floor,
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more.
Miss Ru Paul’s a turkey served for older drug addicts.
Eeyore holds a wanton then.
You’ve been naked, ‘tis my rapist claw.
Being full of vigor is a rigorous task and I am a lazy man.
Yes I lift my lazy hands in prayer.
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin' out the 13th floor,
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more.