Grace Songtext
von The Choir

Screaming at the newsman
Telling him to take it back
Sue him if he won′t retract
Crying to the hangman
Begging him to end this life
If I could I would go back

Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace
Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace

Were you talking to the shrubbery
Did you cut the roses down
Someone ought to till that ground
Thought I had a pure heart
Well I thought you were an angel
But mercy is a silver girl


Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace
Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace

My mother deems me ever dear
I'm less alive than sincere
When they cut me in the alleyway
You don′t have to turn that knife
I'll suffer in the afterlife
Praying to the father
Sorry did I grieve the ghost
You're the one I love

Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace
Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace

You gotta give me
You gotta give me grace
Just a little grace


Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace
Just a little grace

My mother deems me ever dear