3.Cherub
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Lying on cotton sheets, you wish they were silk
If you can't get cream, settle for milk
Everything you touch seems to shatter
Egg shells and newsprint torn and tattered
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub
You finally got your sea legs
On a sinking ship
Put your while elephant to sleep
Eat your blue chip
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub
It's what it is and what it's not
Keep your guard up, get your shots
Take off your rose colored glasses
Your Sunday school classes are free
How it's cream and magic tangling off your knee
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub, you shot the cherub
Cherub, cherub, cherub
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