Blissful
You looked good standing at the cemetery gate
But I know I'd have to stand in line to wait
And I laughed at jokes I knew that were bad
I took things not meant to be had
And you ask for a bit more than a fistful
And remain calmly, ignorantly blissful
It felt good but mostly under the belt
Folded hands, speaking in tongues were I knelt
And I know that things could be much worse
So come down or head home in a hearse
And you ask for a bit more than a fistful
And remain calmly, ignorantly blissful
She dyed her blonde hair blonde, she needed the change
Through Manson shades, sweet serenades I was almost left impressed
And you ask for a bit more than a fistful
And remain calmly, ignorantly blissful
Writer/s: Jivviden
