Sharpest
knives for the five mid wives,
And you
were just a dirty orphan,
We’re spending
every second of our lives
Boozing on
the new endorphin,
Reminds me
of the time
Time took it's time with me,
Reminds me
of the time
You talked
to me
You told me
what the Rapture was,
And how it
was all untrue,
My pockets
only holding dirt and fuzz,
But I
should be the one to tell you –
Only one
out of a hundred teenage vampires
Never gets
to feed,
And I'll see
you in the corn fed Wonderland,
Where the
clown girls go to bleed,
Where the
clown girls go to bleed
Gimme one
of your deadliest guns,
Gimme two
of your hot sticky buns,
Gimme three
or four tickets to the midnight show,
Gimme five
up high, down low too slow
Drinking
drinks and holding a grudge
Against
Lady Antebellum,
And when
you find yourself before the Judge,
You best be
prepared to tell him –
Only one
out of a hundred circus lions jumps through a hoop for meat,
And I'll
see you in the mystery public toilet
Where the
teddy bears go to pee,
Where the
teddy bears go to pee
Gimme one
of summer years,
Gimme two
of three of your living heirs,
Gimme four
of whatever keeps you alive,
Gimme five,
lover,
C'mon and
gimme five
C'mon and
gimme five
C'mon and
gimme five
C'mon and
gimme five
Five
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