Template:Cinco Minutos Con Vos (remix)
Cinco Minutos Con Vos
Cinco minutos con vos
It's ugly, it's ugly not
Honey in the rock, money in the pot
As it begins to simmer down thickening the plot
It's hard to say if anyone was listening or not
Look at you and me and the devil
Three's company
I'ma be below sea level
Please come for me
Loving you is where it's at
Look what you've done for me
If I told you you'd feel high then you'd jump for me right
You catch more flies with sugar than you do with shit
A wise woman told me while clutching her crucifix
I don't really have an excuse for this elusiveness
I stole a moment of truth
Mutual exclusiveness like water and grease
Warfare and peace
To crave sweet revenge and find sweet release
In the thrill of a victory agony of defeat
The man that I was meant to be is passing me in the street
The dark horse marched forth going further off course
Never mind I lost mine when you lost yours
One life one death which will cost more
Crawling on the parquet floor doing parkour
To be alarmed by the sounds of the foghorn
What I need is closure I'm getting my epilogue on
You're Mississippi god damned but I'm dog goned
You never miss a good thing until it's long gone
Brandishing the heater
Suddenly I had this urge to reemerge
Just to brush away the ashes
Passive aggression aggressively passive
Loading my weapon while I'm checking for your address
Crucible crazy what the temperature can do to you
Five minutes left until the last dance
Beautiful
Cinco minutos con vos
I stood at the kerb trying not to disturb
The dark carnival crew and a glittering voice
Far off there said, "Rejoice"
"As the casualties are but few"
Going to tell you now
Before I forget myself
I could let you loose
But the key won't undo the lock
And the face of the clock
Seemed to merrily mock
These five minutes with you
And when the clock strikes time comes to life
The slightest oversight cuts like a knife
Against my better judgment I had sacrificed
The very last chance encounter with my future wife
Searching for the love of Christ
Purchasing the merchandise
Lurching through the curtains trying to hide what I was hurting like
Pretty certain that some person's gotta die tonight
And that there is no hiding the truth in the guiding light
No confidential info
Me llamo Pensamiento
Who you call the angel of death is like my only kinfolk
My heavy bleeding heart is adding injury to insult
And I would gladly kill for just a five minute intro
Oh the felonious conduct of his holiness
Courting lil homie is less than ceremonious
Orchids begonias eyes like Appolonia's
Looking like she'd just seen a ghost like Pretty Tony is
Miserable invisible bully like the Gooch
Better be continually and fully sniper proof
A hunter with a gun in his hoodie likes to shoot
For a moment I just sat by the door like the spook watching time tick
Counting down like a convict
Wishing that my trigger finger was non responsive
Or that the overcoat that I donned was non stick
Or that my mental wasn't this far beyond sick
Brandishing the heater suddenly I had this fever
Was it me or either some sort of madness
Napoleon complex his royal badness
Loading my weapon while I'm checking for your address
Stupido half man half marsupial
Blood splattered cashmere afghan
Beautiful
Five minutes with you
