The Martyr Cursive
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[Verse 1: Tim Kasher]
And so it's begun
This is year one
The birth of a child
In the form of a man
Wrapped in a towel
Passed out on the floor
These drunken hours
Graces deflowered
[Pre-Chorus 1: Ted Stevens]
Cast down by an angel
She used to kiss his weeping eyes
Depressed in her bosom
Tears roll off her nipple
[Chorus 1: Tim Kasher]
Sweet baby, don't cry
Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel
You only feel sorry for yourself
Well, get on that cross
That's all you're good for
[Verse 2: Tim Kasher]
And thusly it ends
Depression seeps in
On a lonely messiah
Now he drinks with the lepers
Losing a limb
His better half
A glass was half-full
A head hung half-mast
And so it's begun
This is year one
The birth of a child
In the form of a man
Wrapped in a towel
Passed out on the floor
These drunken hours
Graces deflowered
[Pre-Chorus 1: Ted Stevens]
Cast down by an angel
She used to kiss his weeping eyes
Depressed in her bosom
Tears roll off her nipple
[Chorus 1: Tim Kasher]
Sweet baby, don't cry
Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel
You only feel sorry for yourself
Well, get on that cross
That's all you're good for
[Verse 2: Tim Kasher]
And thusly it ends
Depression seeps in
On a lonely messiah
Now he drinks with the lepers
Losing a limb
His better half
A glass was half-full
A head hung half-mast
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