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Going To Hell

The Pretty Reckless

(Don't bless me, father, for I have sinned)

Father, did you miss me?
I've been locked up a while
I got caught for what I did
But took it all in style

Laid to rest all my confessions
I gave way back when
Now I'm versed in so much worse
So I am back again

And he said
For the lines that I take
I'm going to hell
For the love that I make
I'm going to hell
Gettin heavy with the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Father, did you miss me?
Don't ask me where I've been
You know I know yes I've been told
I redefine a sin

I don't know what's driving me
To put this in my head
Maybe I wish I could die
Maybe I am dead

And he said
For the lives that I fake
I'm going to hell
For the vows that I break
I'm going to hell

For the ways that I hurt
While I'm hiking up my skirt
I am sitting on a throne
While they're buried in the dirt
For the man that I hate
I'm going to hell
Gettin heavy with the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Please, forgive me, father
I didn't mean to bother you
The devil is in me father
He's inside of everything I do

For the life that I take
I'm going to hell
For the laws that I break
I'm going to hell
For the love that I hate
I'm going to hell
For the lies that I make
I'm going to hell

For the way I condescend
Never lend a hand
My arrogance is making this head
Buried in the sand
For the souls I forsake
I'm going to hell
Gettin married to the devil
You can hear the wedding bells

Composição: Benjamin T Phillips, Taylor Momsen





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