"The Only Ones*"
The siren won't [?] unless I'm half-asleep
It comes back in the mornin'
The smoking gun still lingers
Even as I lie it down to breathe
A quick trip to the bathroom sink
How am I supposed to be satisfied
When all I do is pick the random sign?
But it's the one that seems right, it's a losing fight
Right now, my sister's working harder I ever did
Using the same cloak and the same skin
The emblem reminds us all to win
And maybe she'll have twins
And if I should be the godmother or become [?]
If we're the only ones to make it
And if we're the only ones who care
Bury [?] my own harsh bones swinging on the wicker chair