The Tossers - Purgatory lyrics

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The Tossers - Purgatory lyrics

Where do children go when they're not crying childish tears They go to paradise up above and live throughout the years But then where do they go when they do cause their parents grief They spend all long years in a firey hell where there is no relief In Purgatory, oh all the day Purgatory is where the dead roll ever on What's a poor kid going to do but go and shave their head A life of crime is what they lead or wander the streets instead Because anything must be better than already what they've had And if you want any cla** of affirmation not preoccupation you must do something bad Pray every bead on your rosary, be thankful and be true For lies make baby Christus cry and the horsemen come for you A ghost white horse with snapping jowls and firey smokey eyes And never can you run fast enough as you trip and fall aside One morning when this life is over I will fly away No more shackles on my feet and no more tears I will display I won't need a sense of accomplishment no nothing I ever got And if I can hold it out I'm sure I can forgo the lot I'm closing doors and torturing those nearest me like a moth unto a flame I don't know how this will end or how to deal with this pain I need to find some sense of direction here past anything I've tried And by God of all this bullsh** does it never not subside They say psychology starts when you're younger but that I cannot see I've no idea what ever happened to me nor can I explain this anxiety I kept hearing I was idle but I can prosper just in spite I'd be the working cla** hero of my ideals and family and I make it right But you can't meet the match to your state of being 'cause everyones changes hourly And you can't expect only one person to satisfy you eternally To satisfy you emotionally, psychologically, s**ually and intellectually for life You must love more than one person and pursue more than one thing boys and girls that is my advice And now we've took to pining caoining for our spacious loss I'd like to think my friend's not wandering for once he isn't lost And not bound and chained to tread throughout all eternity Anxious for dreams that we're back together, by dreams of what could be Well it's been a messed up life and now you're gone and who knows where Every corner that I turn around I swear I see you there And you asked my God of all this pain, does it never ever end Well no not for your family or those who cannot comprehend