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1-4-5 Songtext
von You Won’t

1-4-5 Songtext

I was standing there broken down wanting to cry
Now that Santa Claus dropped on the 4th of July
But I spoke not a word and I held my head high
Till I opened my throat on a 1-4-5
And I know what you′re thinking
You don't have to lie
Something always feels wrong
When you tell me I′m right
Cuz I know you too well
And I know what you like
And I'll bring it on home and add 1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
I was counting down rattlesnakes under my bed
There were 25 Joshuas, 39 Jeffs
When you start talking numbers
I start turning red
Put a brand on my butt


And a price on my head
And I′ll do as you say
Put my name on the line
Drill a hole in my brain
And I'll bleed myself dry
Cuz it′s always the same
Trade a book for a spine
And I'll tear out your heart with that 1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
One day I will vanish mysteriously
Grow old and start taking things seriously
With no light in my eyes and no blood in my feet
I will stumble, I′ll sputter, I'll stutter and squeak
Until sooner or later I can learn how to lie
How to say "How are you?" without wanting to die
When I open my throat, ain′t no sparks gonna fly
Just a tired refrain, and that 1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5
And it′s 1-4-1-4-1-4-5

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