Say a prayer for the mentally ill
Sorority girls up on Spruce Hill
The only one that ever made my heart rush
A whiskey bloom in the Laurel brush
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
I brushed your cheek with Electric blue paint
Our souls are resistors, the currents alternate
I was shocked when you pushed me away
Kinky curves made to stimulate
That's great
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
You laughed at me when we made out in my car
It was a riot that I got that far
You begged to marry but you were kinda loose
Maybe you were, maybe it's an excuse
How cute
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A neutron star already so far away
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Say a prayer for the mentally ill
Sorority girls up on Spruce Hill
The only one that ever made my heart rush
A whiskey bloom in the Laurel brush
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
I brushed your cheek with Electric blue paint
Our souls are resistors, the currents alternate
I was shocked when you pushed me away
Kinky curves made to stimulate
That's great
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
You laughed at me when we made out in my car
It was a riot that I got that far
You begged to marry but you were kinda loose
Maybe you were, maybe it's an excuse
How cute
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A neutron star already so far away
Sorority girls up on Spruce Hill
The only one that ever made my heart rush
A whiskey bloom in the Laurel brush
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
I brushed your cheek with Electric blue paint
Our souls are resistors, the currents alternate
I was shocked when you pushed me away
Kinky curves made to stimulate
That's great
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A flamethrower, you're taking my breath away.
You laughed at me when we made out in my car
It was a riot that I got that far
You begged to marry but you were kinda loose
Maybe you were, maybe it's an excuse
How cute
A worn out patch that's marking the ground where we lay
Spring-heeled Jack in a jacket that's made of suede
I told you that no one is safe in space
A neutron star already so far away
Writer: Jared Morris
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