old glory lyrics – civet

come on & make me live
i can’t seem to do it for me.
i’m starving to death
going down in glory

glory… no god forgave

there is no end for me
buried in boxes & sympathies, yeah
tell your great big lies to me
i’m going down in glory

where’s your pills?
you perfect home?
your regret?
you f*cking humility?
where’s your prise?
where’s your daughter?
your lies & my broken home?

burn me once, shame on you
burn me twice, shame on me
i won’t be on your doorstep, lady
i’m going down in glory

/ civet lyrics