Dirge (feat. Sophie Hunger) Lyrics
| Song | Dirge (feat. Sophie Hunger) |
| Artist | Sophie Hunger |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | In Between (Deluxe) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Dirge | |
| I hate myself for lovin’ you and the weakness that it showed | |
| You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road | |
| The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel | |
| I hate myself for lovin’ you and I’m glad the curtain fell | |
| I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed | |
| And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed? | |
| I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within | |
| That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin | |
| Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped | |
| Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped | |
| Like a slave in orbit, he’s beaten ’til he’s tame | |
| All for a moment’s glory and it’s a dirty, rotten shame | |
| There are those who worship loneliness, I’m not one of them | |
| In this age of fiberglass I’m searching for a gem | |
| The crystal ball up on the wall hasn’t shown me nothing yet | |
| I’ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I’m out of debt | |
| Can’t recall a useful thing you ever did for me | |
| ’Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees | |
| We stared into each other’s eyes ’til one of us would break | |
| No use to apologize, what diff’rence would it make? | |
| So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine | |
| The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen | |
| Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I’m at | |
| I hate myself for lovin’ you, but I should get over that |
| Dirge | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed | |
| You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road | |
| The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you and I' m glad the curtain fell | |
| I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed | |
| And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed? | |
| I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within | |
| That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin | |
| Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped | |
| Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped | |
| Like a slave in orbit, he' s beaten ' til he' s tame | |
| All for a moment' s glory and it' s a dirty, rotten shame | |
| There are those who worship loneliness, I' m not one of them | |
| In this age of fiberglass I' m searching for a gem | |
| The crystal ball up on the wall hasn' t shown me nothing yet | |
| I' ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I' m out of debt | |
| Can' t recall a useful thing you ever did for me | |
| ' Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees | |
| We stared into each other' s eyes ' til one of us would break | |
| No use to apologize, what diff' rence would it make? | |
| So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine | |
| The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen | |
| Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I' m at | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you, but I should get over that |
| Dirge | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed | |
| You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road | |
| The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you and I' m glad the curtain fell | |
| I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed | |
| And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed? | |
| I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within | |
| That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin | |
| Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped | |
| Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped | |
| Like a slave in orbit, he' s beaten ' til he' s tame | |
| All for a moment' s glory and it' s a dirty, rotten shame | |
| There are those who worship loneliness, I' m not one of them | |
| In this age of fiberglass I' m searching for a gem | |
| The crystal ball up on the wall hasn' t shown me nothing yet | |
| I' ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I' m out of debt | |
| Can' t recall a useful thing you ever did for me | |
| ' Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees | |
| We stared into each other' s eyes ' til one of us would break | |
| No use to apologize, what diff' rence would it make? | |
| So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine | |
| The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen | |
| Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I' m at | |
| I hate myself for lovin' you, but I should get over that |
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