Pearly Gates

Cracked pictures still in frames Notebook poetry erased Seventh cup of coffee Nothings changed Skeleton reflected I've been replaced Burn up the pearly gates Set fire to the saints You must be an angel cause you just won't fucking die Eden's perfect produce Rotten from the inside The inside Sweeping up the shattered plate Dump the dead flowers from the vase Took the longest shower but nothing washed away Heaven's such an ugly place Burn up the pearly gates Set fire to the saints You could be an angel but you just refuse to fly Bushes burning backwards St. Peter's suicide I still want you I still want you Hell's got room for two All the silly games we play Hell's got room for two Burn up the pearly gates Forge two rings in the remains Nothings perfect so they say We'll walk through hell together Kiss the flames Burn up the pearly gates Burn up the pearly gates Burn up the pearly gates Burn up the pearly gates