Blood Wolf

Sometimes ain't nothing what it seems
Feel like we're living in a dream
And nothing's ever guaranteed, oh-oh

They say they have the answers, we say they're full of shit
They got lots of pretty fangirls, rather be celibate
Keep all your precious banter, we're chasing hella rich
They do it for the front page, just for the hell of it
I've eaten thousands of my words like bees
Then ignored stinging sensation and enjoyed the feast
With arms wide open and you're taking me high
If it's technically creed, I won't stop you

River, you look so far from way up
Down below, they live for a tunnel
We're compelled to follow (Oh)

Tunnel vision (Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh)
Stuntin' on mountains (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Tunnel vision (Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh)
So stuck trying to blow it up
Forgot you know how to climb

Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Dress, text, breakfast
Rhino died, got new T-Rex
Gratitude from battle wounds
We're not dead, but we could be soon
Soon, soon, soon

Sometimes ain't nothing what it seems
Feel like we're living in a dream
And nothing's ever guaranteed, oh-oh
We'll likely end up on our knees
Best thing we did was evergreen
We'll never find out what it means, oh-oh, oh-oh

They're gonna try to turn you into a bastard
On your way to financial bliss
In the hands of the impotent masters
Cum inside the bottomless pit

They say they have the answers, we say they're full of shit
They got lots of pretty fangirls, rather be celibate
Keep all your precious banter, we're chasing hella rich
They do it for the front page, just for the hell of it

River, you look so far from way up
Down below, they live for a tunnel
We're compelled to follow

Tunnel vision (Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh)
Stuntin' on mountains (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Tunnel vision (Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh)
So stuck trying to blow it up
Forgot you know how to climb

Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Trying to blow it up
Dress, text, breakfast
Rhino died, got new T-Rex
Gratitude from battle wounds
We're not dead but we could be soon

Forgot you know (Forgot you know)
Forgot you know (Forgot you know)
Forgot you know how to climb
(We're not dead, but we could be soon)
Forgot you know (Forgot you know)
Forgot you know (Forgot you know)
Forgot you know how to climb



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew James Mingus, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Timothy Thomas Feerick, Tilian Pearson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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