Lyrics to To My Surprise
Mona Lisa, stay a while
I'm a match you, make you smile
Hard to please 'em, only child
I could meet her, life's a trial
Okay okay
Constantine, play a while
Make me happy, life's a trial
Entertainer, past denial
Portrait painter, can you make my eyes less red
Created by mistake, there's no free will or fate
Do not do what I have done do what I say
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-a-aste
Every actor, imitates
Every boxer, needs a break
I was born to, entertain
Motivated, physi I can't face away
Got a message in pathway, beyond myself that day
Don't do what I have done do what I say
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-aste
I think I finally cracked your cord
I've hacked, your system from withing
You get what you put in
Some say these things I've, caught in the best for God
I hope this message finds, you floating at the top
Depends which way is born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-a-aste
I'm a match you, make you smile
Hard to please 'em, only child
I could meet her, life's a trial
Okay okay
Constantine, play a while
Make me happy, life's a trial
Entertainer, past denial
Portrait painter, can you make my eyes less red
Created by mistake, there's no free will or fate
Do not do what I have done do what I say
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-a-aste
Every actor, imitates
Every boxer, needs a break
I was born to, entertain
Motivated, physi I can't face away
Got a message in pathway, beyond myself that day
Don't do what I have done do what I say
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-aste
I think I finally cracked your cord
I've hacked, your system from withing
You get what you put in
Some say these things I've, caught in the best for God
I hope this message finds, you floating at the top
Depends which way is born an asshole, rage in exile
What you have lost you can't replace
Were you just born an asshole, rage in exile
You are that dish you can not ta-a-a-a-aste
Songwriters: TIMOTHY BOOTH, SAUL DAVIES, JAMES PATRICK GLENNIE, JAMES LAWRENCE GOTT, MARK HUNTER
Publisher: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
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Publisher: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
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