Saint In a Stained Glass Window
Morrissey
I turn to your mercy
For you are a Saint in a stained-glass window
I turn for your mercy
For you have a soul that can not
Be bought by money
I've had such a hard time
I've been waiting my turn
Since the wretched day I was born
I've had such a marred time
I should not exist
You'll never find my trace
On lovers lips
I turn for your mercy
For you are a Saint in a stained-glass window
You weren't corrupted
You tell the truth and you face being butchered
I've had such a hard time
I should not exist
I'll burn till the day I burn
So
Don't pick on me
I know nothing comes next
I don't have any strength to protest
So
Jesus let me die
Don't torture me more
I've pitched my sights
No higher than this hardwood floor
Oh, Jesus let me die
I can't do this anymore
Give me rest
I'm too tired to protest
Oh, give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
Give me rest
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