A Modest Recovery Songtext
von Cut City

You're nothing short of amazing
I might choke but I'm still gazing
From the rooftops witnessing squares running in circles

For you I'd sanction murder
To ease a tedious burden
The scum and regular people would say it's deceitful

With death I will entertain you
With smoke from barrels spare few
Pile bodies to a pillar of grandeur that mirrors your beauty

And on someone else's behalf
I'd crack a joke so you can laugh
It's a bleak affair but it's fairly done
The shots I called the laws I shunned

You're the perfection that requires night rites
It's a car crash redeemed so I just smile
To be perfectly perfectly honest wouldn't you too


And on someone else's behalf
I'd crack a joke so you can laugh
It's a bleak affair but it's fairly done
The shots I called the laws I shunned

It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better

So there's a want of
A modest recovery
A tragic novelty
And all that I give you
Is a sudden relief
From common thieves
And what they stole

And on someone else's behalf
I'd crack a joke so you can laugh
It's a bleak affair but it's fairly done
The shots I called the laws I shunned

It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better
It doesn't get any better


No, it doesn't get any better
No, it doesn't get any better
No, it doesn't get any better
No, it doesn't get any better