Gimme Gimme
I gotta war in my soul, is it mine?
I've been looking for Jesus, With the devil by my side.
Saying who in the hell, Wants to be free, Living to work.
Are you living your dreams?
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
I gotta ghost, In my heart, Is it mine?
It ain't always there when I call, But it's always on time.
Saying who in the hell, Wants to be free? Living to work.
Are you living your dreams?
I dig myself a new hole.
To find myself some new skin.
I know your body's empty.
So I will fill myself in.
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
I dig myself a new hole.
To find myself some new skin.
I know your body's empty.
So I will fill myself in.
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
I've been looking for Jesus, With the devil by my side.
Saying who in the hell, Wants to be free, Living to work.
Are you living your dreams?
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
I gotta ghost, In my heart, Is it mine?
It ain't always there when I call, But it's always on time.
Saying who in the hell, Wants to be free? Living to work.
Are you living your dreams?
I dig myself a new hole.
To find myself some new skin.
I know your body's empty.
So I will fill myself in.
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
I dig myself a new hole.
To find myself some new skin.
I know your body's empty.
So I will fill myself in.
One of these days. One of these days.
I'm gonna rip myself to pieces over you.
Ohhh Whoa Oh Oh.
Don't understand? Then holler at your man.
Let yourself go, Gimmie! Gimmie!
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Writer(s): American Fangs
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