Pretty Story Songtext - Nicholas Allbrook

Pretty Story - Nicholas Allbrook

When we're all dead and gone and the new me is being born
And we're smashed against the rocks all sick and all forlorn
Don't cry, don't worry, it'll make a pretty story, ah

He's black with rage, rage fills my heart
He's black with rage, rage fills my heart
He's black with rage, rage fills my heart
He's black with rage, rage fills my heart

When our bodies are entwined and the last spark of love has shined
And the final dinner's cooked and dined, we sip the wine, look refined
Don't cry, don't worry, it'll make a pretty story, ah yeah

He's black with rage, rage fills my heart
He's black with rage, rage fills my heart

And if your (?) wayward night
(?)
(?)
(?)
(?) looking at me (?), tell me how does this all make you feel
(?) don't cry, don't worry, yeah, we'll don't cry, don't worry, oh
He's back with rage


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