P Is for Pompeii

Baby girl grew up a sinner
Eats prayers up for dinner
Living in perpetual horror
Post-modern Sodom and Gommorah

Baby girl grew up a liar
Swimming in a lake of fire
So long. Well, you're just wasting your life.
Yeah, you're wasting your... wasting your... wasting your life.
I've got a soul but who could tell?
Got a hole in my heart which you can't fill and I...
I need to get myself away

Another soul gone septic
Another life gone triptych
In the book we're such dirty liars
Gonna get wet in the fire

Baby girl grew up a liar
Swimming in a lake of fire
So long. Well, you're just wasting your life.
Yeah, you're wasting your... wasting your... wasting your life.
I've got a soul but who could tell?
Got a hole in my heart which you can't fill and I...
I need to get myself away

We are all such dirty liars
Gonna get wet in the fire
I've got a soul but who could tell?
Got a hole in my heart which you can't fill and I...
I need to get myself
I've got a soul but who could tell?
Got a hole in my heart which you can't fill and I...
I need to get myself
I need to get myself
I need to get myself away



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Anthony Ewen
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