Unicorn

And if things could ever differ Just like Rogers and Sons from London I'll drink an Americano And when I'm feeling fickle It's the real deal or a nickel My fortune's so unfortunate, you know And if things could ever differ Just like Rogers and Sons from London I'll drink an Americano And when I'm feeling fickle It's the real deal or a nickel My fortune's so unfortunate, you know I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing This is just a nursery rhyme Sold it to my friends, I can't remember Thinking I was eight or nine Public schoolboys stand in line forever I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing Maybe I was mixed up then More nostalgia in my pen I'm writing Lay the book down, clear your mind of all the things that make you lose your temper I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing I can feel, I see blood Not that kind of thing