Lyrics Bleüctipie

I don’t really know my own strength
Remember that the heart’s a muscle
Any time it beats, I’ll beat you down
No me dígas, merci beaucoup, mi amoré
“Ç'est la vie,” They say to me
Any language that I speak’s just a freak of sound

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task and I am a lazy man
Yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ out the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more

Miserable’s a term meant for over-dramatics
Neither of us are one of them
Human nature is my greatest flaw

Being full of vigor is a rigorous task and I am a lazy man
Yes, I lift my lazy hands in prayer
Does the Devil help those who help themselves to Hell, and does God care?
So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ out the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more



So if I ever go and break my neck hangin’ out the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no
If I ever go and break my neck hangin’ out the 13th floor
At least I won’t have to hold my head up high no more!