I'm nurse and nun.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the balm but you're unable.
I'm the worst nurse,
'Cause it ain't in me.
I tie them down. I feel no pity.
And they cry until they're empty.
I'm nurse and nun.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the cross but you're unable.
He was a bad man. They had to lift his energy off me. It was dark like a cloud, like a wisp of black smoke. They had to lift it off me like it was a net of black hair. And I arose.
My name is Prunella. I'm at the height of my trajectory. I saw his face and I'm not scared. They said show it to her, she's ready. I said show it to me, I'm not scared. I heal the sick. I raise the dead. I am Prunella. If you're hurt, I'll take my revenge.
The day isn't cold enough for this to sting. They laid me out on the table. What's this light? What's this rustling? It's time. I rise. I take my revenge.
Maybe I was twelve. Maybe fourteen. Maybe I was eighty-two or eighty-three. I carry it through this life. I bear every bit of that weight and I will not let them shatter me.
My name is Prunella. My name is Prunella. And I'll have my revenge.
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I'm nurse and nun.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the balm but you're unable.
I'm the worst nurse,
'Cause it ain't in me.
I tie them down. I feel no pity.
And they cry until they're empty.
I'm nurse and nun.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the cross but you're unable.
He was a bad man. They had to lift his energy off me. It was dark like a cloud, like a wisp of black smoke. They had to lift it off me like it was a net of black hair. And I arose.
My name is Prunella. I'm at the height of my trajectory. I saw his face and I'm not scared. They said show it to her, she's ready. I said show it to me, I'm not scared. I heal the sick. I raise the dead. I am Prunella. If you're hurt, I'll take my revenge.
The day isn't cold enough for this to sting. They laid me out on the table. What's this light? What's this rustling? It's time. I rise. I take my revenge.
Maybe I was twelve. Maybe fourteen. Maybe I was eighty-two or eighty-three. I carry it through this life. I bear every bit of that weight and I will not let them shatter me.
My name is Prunella. My name is Prunella. And I'll have my revenge.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the balm but you're unable.
I'm the worst nurse,
'Cause it ain't in me.
I tie them down. I feel no pity.
And they cry until they're empty.
I'm nurse and nun.
Undertaker of men.
All men cry upon my table.
I'd give you the cross but you're unable.
He was a bad man. They had to lift his energy off me. It was dark like a cloud, like a wisp of black smoke. They had to lift it off me like it was a net of black hair. And I arose.
My name is Prunella. I'm at the height of my trajectory. I saw his face and I'm not scared. They said show it to her, she's ready. I said show it to me, I'm not scared. I heal the sick. I raise the dead. I am Prunella. If you're hurt, I'll take my revenge.
The day isn't cold enough for this to sting. They laid me out on the table. What's this light? What's this rustling? It's time. I rise. I take my revenge.
Maybe I was twelve. Maybe fourteen. Maybe I was eighty-two or eighty-three. I carry it through this life. I bear every bit of that weight and I will not let them shatter me.
My name is Prunella. My name is Prunella. And I'll have my revenge.
Writer: Donna Polydoros, Nick Smalkowski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave