A getaway car from bullet holes
Didn't stop pushing till we broke the mold
Didn't die young, but they didn't grow old as well
The necromancer and Southern belles
Sittin' outside the Gates of Hell
Licking their lips because the ashes fell again
And now we're singin'
If you want it
If you want it, well, you're gonna have to take it from me
If you want it, well, it's up ___? for sale, I'm never gonna give it for free
If you want it
If you want it, well, you're gonna have to give me something
If you want it, well, I need to know: what's in it for me?
Writer(s): Sam Lewis Roberts
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