To the Lions
We've been waiting in the backseat
Safe and sound and sleeping off
Your difference in opinion on what's gonna make another million
We've been openly discussing how to bring you down a notch
Cause right now you're on top
And we can't stomach your prolific greed
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
There's not a fire in sight but you're choking on the smoke
So breathe it in and let the fumes consume the last of your bad jokes
Building bridges over bridges
You're black and blue from sitting on the fence so long
Make up your mind or let the wind decide
Cause you're a contradiction of yourself
And your condition is as stable as your terms
When the table turns, you sweat, we earn, we live, you learn
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
There's not a fire in sight but you're choking on the smoke
So breathe it in and let the fumes consume the last of your bad jokes
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
Safe and sound and sleeping off
Your difference in opinion on what's gonna make another million
We've been openly discussing how to bring you down a notch
Cause right now you're on top
And we can't stomach your prolific greed
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
There's not a fire in sight but you're choking on the smoke
So breathe it in and let the fumes consume the last of your bad jokes
Building bridges over bridges
You're black and blue from sitting on the fence so long
Make up your mind or let the wind decide
Cause you're a contradiction of yourself
And your condition is as stable as your terms
When the table turns, you sweat, we earn, we live, you learn
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
There's not a fire in sight but you're choking on the smoke
So breathe it in and let the fumes consume the last of your bad jokes
We are young and beautiful
Feed me to the lions
Why are we so terrified of being ourselves
You'd have to kill me to stop me trying
You'd have to feed me to the lions
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Writer(s): Joe James
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