Lyrics to Cold Showers
I’m growing up
From now on taking cold showers
I just want a [?] treasure
To repent with from ebay
I am done with pretending
That the world’s somehow against me
No one’s standing right behind me with a gun
You’re too good for me
Always selfish, condescending
I’m too interested in hearing what I really have to say
I was wrong, please have mercy
Is my penance even worthy
If you want I’ll pray to rosary each day
I deserve everything that I get
I’m the reason we fell onto some of my [?]
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
Threw a brick through my laptop screen
It shattered cause it sickened me to think of all the time I waste away
No more games, ditching fantasy, obscene and [?] pleasure
Cause I’d rather be a servant than a slave
I’m moving on to a desert monastery
Where I’ll learn to love the silence
Where I’ll learn to shut my mouth
No more frowns
Mom and dad to disappoint or leave embarrassed
You won’t recognize me once my hair grows out
I deserve everything that I get
Every punch in the gut, every kick in the head
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I’m cleaning up my dirty cups
I made my bed, just like you said
Give me the rack
I want you back
[?]
And twist it around
I like it
I deserve everything that I get
Thing that I get
From now on taking cold showers
I just want a [?] treasure
To repent with from ebay
I am done with pretending
That the world’s somehow against me
No one’s standing right behind me with a gun
You’re too good for me
Always selfish, condescending
I’m too interested in hearing what I really have to say
I was wrong, please have mercy
Is my penance even worthy
If you want I’ll pray to rosary each day
I deserve everything that I get
I’m the reason we fell onto some of my [?]
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
Threw a brick through my laptop screen
It shattered cause it sickened me to think of all the time I waste away
No more games, ditching fantasy, obscene and [?] pleasure
Cause I’d rather be a servant than a slave
I’m moving on to a desert monastery
Where I’ll learn to love the silence
Where I’ll learn to shut my mouth
No more frowns
Mom and dad to disappoint or leave embarrassed
You won’t recognize me once my hair grows out
I deserve everything that I get
Every punch in the gut, every kick in the head
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I’m cleaning up my dirty cups
I made my bed, just like you said
Give me the rack
I want you back
[?]
And twist it around
I like it
I deserve everything that I get
Thing that I get