Letra de Inferno - The Last Dinner Party

I’m Jesus Christ, I’m swinging

In a gallery in France

I’m the guillotine, I’m terrified

There'll be no second chance

And cowardice is prettiest in a nice dress

From high command, I feel the need to confess

In the morning, in the evening

I keep trying, Lord, I’m trying

In the morning, in the evening

I keep trying, Lord, I’m trying

But I’ve never known myself

But then, I’ve never claimed to know

I do this for my health

Breathing the dust of an inferno

I’m Joan of Arc, I’m dying

Just waiting for your call

I’m watching The Real Housewives

And crawling up the walls

This heart of mine’s a glorified abscess

In high demand, I feel the need to confess

In the morning, in the evening

I keep trying, Lord, I’m trying

But I’ve never been myself

But then, I’ve always seemed to know

I’m drinking to your health

Drinking the dust of an inferno

I’ve never seen myself

And I hope I never know

I’m nothing but a shell

Nothing but dust, in an inferno

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