Letra Living Well Is The Best Revenge de Rem original

It's only when your poison spins
Into the life you'd hope to live
And suddenly you wake up in a shaking panic
Now
You set me up like a lamb to slaughter
Garbo as a farmer's daughter
Unbelievable, the gospel according to... who?
I lay right down.

All your sad and lost apostles
hum my name and flare their nostrils
Choking on the bones you tossed to them
Now I'm not one to sit and spin
Because living well is the best revenge
And baby, I am calling you on that

Don't turn your talking points on me,
History will set me free
The future's ours and you don't even rate a footnote.
Now
So who's chasing you?
Where did you go? You disapear
Midsentence in a judgment crisis
I see my in and go for it.
You weakened shill.

All your sad and lost apostles
Hum my name and flare their nostrils
Choking on the bones you tossed to them
Now I'm not one to sit and spin
Because living well is the best revenge
And baby, I am calling you on that

You savor your dying breath
I forgive but I don't forget
You work it out
Let's hear that argument again
Camera three. Go. now.

All your sad and lost apostles
hum my name and flare their nostrils
Choking on the bones you tossed to them
Now I'm not one to sit and spin
Because living well is the best revenge
And baby, I am calling you on that
Baby, I am calling you on that
Baby, I am calling you on that