Текст …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead – Ounce Of Prevention

One last thing that you regretted
Before it fell apart
Despite your powers you hated being
A stupid rock star

Kitty Pryde, so sweet and innocent
You’re all we talk about
We know you’d rather raise another demon
Than sooth your own faults

And I can see your demon burning in me
Little chief, pull out your teeth and
When it burns the words inside
Ounce of prevention that scars my eyes

And I can feel the human I had once been
Screaming for your mercy
When it burns the words inside
Ounce of prevention, its scars that make you civilised

One last thing that you regretted
Before it fell apart
Despite your powers you hated being
A stupid rock star

Kitty Pryde, so sweet and innocent
You’re all we talk about
And everything that you didn’t want
That you didn’t want, that you didn’t want
That you didn’t want, that you didn’t want
That you didn’t want, that you didn’t want
That you didn’t want, that you didn’t want
That you didn’t want came true