Senses Fail Lyrics
The Priest And The Matador
Here I lie, I'm staring at,
Clouds in shapes of, dogs and cats.
I hear a woman, start to yell,
"Oh dear God I, think he fell.
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell,
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies, kissing the ground,
Like a cross turned upside down.
A priest is rushing to my side.
Begins to read me, my last rites.
Father you're too late, my faith is weak.
So won't you save your, half-hearted speech.
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell,
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies, kissing the ground,
Like a cross turned upside down.
A man bends down and says, "Son,
We're gonna get through this one,
Take my hand and let us pray."
I scream, "Please get the fuck away."
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell,
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies, kissing the ground,
Like a cross turned upside down.
The ambulance is singing,
As cops push back the crowd.
I start to take my last breath,
As blood pours out my mouth.
The medics walk in my way,
I think this could be it.
I hear 'em start to state,
"The time of death is half past six."
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell. [x2]
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