Viva - Typesetter

You could say it was an accident

You could say it just got out of hand

You could say it’s what you really want

But you’re caught in the guilt and the shame again

All the parts, they just didn’t fit

Well they might one day but they haven’t yet

You could tell them that you’re sorry again

And we can all pretend to forgive and forget

Fucking Viva, fucking assholes

I don’t need a thing to thing to atone

You had to be there to let it happen

Fucking Viva, look out heaven

It’s not all bad It’s just truth hidden

Matter of fact you’ll get used to it

You’ll be warmer than you’ve ever been and

You can thank me later when we meet again

Remember feelings until they all turned hard?

Remember ideals and purpose until they fell apart?

You could say the engine just wouldn’t start

And you’re stuck and stalled in the carpark

Well fucking Viva, fucking assholes

I don’t need a thing to thing to atone

You had to be there to let it happen

Fucking Viva, look out heaven

Of course it’s empty

And hell is freezing

I never listened or paid attention

I guess it figures, you’re bored and leaving

Fuckin' Viva, deleted

You go

Just fuck off Viva

You go

Just fuck off Viva

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Just fuck off Viva

You go (You go)

Just fuck off Viva

You go