Have A Nice Life - Who Would Leave Their Son Out in the Sun... Тексты

It's time that all these things that I do, no matter what, become things of the past
It's time that all these things that I wish I could forget join in the ranks of things I regret
But there aren't enough archangels in the sky to come down and make me feel right

I'm miserable whenever I think of it and I think of it all the time
You could part their feathered wings and have your way with them just like you do to all of us all the time
What point is there in pushing on, when all you push against is a brick wall?

Everyone spends some time on the cross, I just want to make sure it's not a total loss, so maybe I'll get tanned and lose some weight while I wait
Everyone spends some time on the cross, I just want to make sure it's not a total loss, so, deny me three times, or hurry up and fucking decide