Old Age Songtext

von Hole

Old Age
And I will away, your highness
I'm so high I can not walk
And I will away
You cripple, you take away my time
My peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal dress
Hard bitter candy legless caress

What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone
What was she for Valentine?
An old forgotten concubine
Someday she will die for no one

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves
An old age
An old age
Old age

It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she is friendless
Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissue
We all know her rage is endless

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus saves
An old age
Old age
Old age
Old age

And then/At night/And now she begs her
She says pretty please
Oh, make her pure again
Oh, make her clean

No one knows she's Hester Prynne
Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again
Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday she will just refuse

She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All that lies in her place
Jesus saves
An old age
Old age
Old age
Jesus saves
Old age
(Rest in peace and)
I'm sorry
(Me in pieces)
So sorry
(Rest in pieces)
I'm sorry
(Me in peace)
So sorry