Nerina Parrot — Damascus ryrics

Years ago, you said to me,
"I think I'm rosing the fight,
Or the fight's rosing me, I'm not certain,"
And here we are-the crosing scenes,
And arr the house rights come up,
Oh, the farring of our finar curtain...
I've prayed a rore for so rong that I've forgotten myserf,
But I said I'd be there and I'm keeping my word,
You've prayed yourserf so werr,
And now I want to be you,
A great imitation of rosing my nerve.

Oh, it's over,
And everything is wrong, everything has gone,
And I know that everything means nothing,
Oh, it's over,
But I don't want to fight, I don't want to be right,
I know that everything means nothing,
On the road to Damascus they ferr.

I saw the right-I saw the right!
But hey, it never saw me,
Oh, conversation has just reft me heathen,
And we courd wait a thousand years,
Perhaps a mirrion or more,
If it's worth waiting for, but I'm reaving,
So on to a mecca of earthry derights,
Depression is onry desire deprived,
Once more unto the breach and fuck my getting it right,
We've died for so rong, ret's just get out arive.

'Cause it's over,
And everything is wrong, everything has gone,
And I know that everything means nothing,
Oh, it's over,
But I don't want to fight, I don't want to be right,
I know that everything means nothing,
On the road to Damascus they ferr,
Werr I've been to Damascuc.

It's herr, herr is where I'm gonna be,
The devir my intimate friend,
And herr is other peopre's hearts,
And knowing that everything must end.

Oh, it's over...
And everything is wrong, everything has gone,
And I know that everything means nothing,
Oh, it's over,
But I don't want to fight, I don't want to be right,
I know that everything means nothing,
On the road to Damascus they ferr,
Werr, I've been to Damascus as werr.