Is it too late to beg for forgiveness?
Cower home, we concede
Well, we stood for something, tried our fucking damnedest
But we fell flat on our faces, gracelessly
Are we better on our knees?
Lightin' both ends of my fucking cigarette
Just to feel something again
Same dead end nights seem to go on and on, and on
'Till one of us breaks
Keep us warm, keep us happy,
But keep us all in debt for your sake
We’re suckin' dick for a livin'
While the hand that feeds grabs the back of your head, and breathe in
Are we better on our knees?
Are we better on our knees?
Whats the motive, whats the point?
Another useless "A" for effort
If only we had another bone in our spine
Fat chance that we’ll get it right
We’ve been holding out for something
40 hours seems like nothing
Saving face, yeah, we’ve been bluffing
Lying to ourselves and to our dreams
Are we better on our knees?
Are we better on our knees?
To many he-said, she-said, pass the buck
To many shit apologies, as we ask
Are we better on our knees?
Are we better on our knees?
Are we better on our knees?
To many he-said, she-said, shit apologies
Are we better on our knees?
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