Glory Be Lyrics

Guess it's almost summer

The harvest sings

Always takes another

To drag me out of spring

All my Mayday morals

You guessed the source

All my friends are starving

You claim the right to call entitled

Glory be

It's getting worse

It's not the first

Funeral

We've had to nurse

I crash the hearse

Glory be

It's getting worse

And worse and worse

And worse and worse

Glory be

It's getting worse

And worse and worse

And worse and worse

Your ticking clock

Could stop

My bleeding heart

Oh god forbid

I fucking give a shit

I don't know what to do with it

I know it's wrong

But god

Don't get involved

You don't wanna know

Show yourself out

I'm just reaping from what I sow

Felt like this last summer

The harvest brings

Always gives another

To drag me out of spring

All my agitation

You guess what fits

In this imperial nation

You claim the grounds to call it quits

Glory be

It's getting worse

It's not the first

Funeral

We've had to nurse

I crash the hearse

Glory be

It's getting worse

And worse and worse

And worse and worse

Glory be

It's getting worse

And worse and worse

And worse and worse

Your ticking clock

Could stop

My bleeding heart

Oh god forbid

I fucking give a shit

I don't know what to do with it

I know it's wrong

But god

Don't get involved

You don't wanna know

Show yourself out

I'm just reaping from what I sow

Your ticking clock

Could stop

My bleeding heart

Oh god forbid

I fucking give a shit

I don't know what to do with it

I know it's wrong

But god

Don't get involved

You don't wanna know

Show yourself out

I'm just reaping from what I sow