Testo: Sarah Borges. Other. Pious Proud.
And I wish I knewwwwwwww, right from wrong
Instead of puttin' it, in all these songs
And each time I drown, my sorrow and drink
It isn't of your face, that I think
Well I'm on a road, to heavens gate
And I know I made, my own fate
And I'm please Saint Peter, yeah Have mercy on me
And you know I tried, but I could not be true
And everything I have, I've given it to you
And I know its wrong, it's such a waste
And I should have taken, the narrow and straight
Well I could have been, sent from above
If I only had, someone like made of love
And thinking, please Saint Peter, Yeah have mercy on me
If you will, be pious proud, If you will I won't cry out loud
And you know I tried, but I could not be true
Everything I have, I've given it to you
And I know its wrong, it's such a waste
And I should have taken, the narrow and straight
Well I'm on a road, to heavens gate
And I know I made, my own, fate
And I'm beggin', please Saint Peter, Have mercy on me
If you will, be pious proud, If you will I won't cry out loud
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