Frostilicus
You need to listen to us right now
'Cause some whack shit is going down
The pushing and shoving out
If you don't say a word to her then I will
Such a shame that you haven't got the guts to spill
Tell me, where do I go?
I wish that I didn't know
A slave to the wages of sin
Where do I begin?
Sort it out, you got your fucking head screwed on wrong mate
You need to listen to us
You always felt you had a point to prove
But the truth is that you've got nothing that you need to prove to us
You need to straighten out, buckle up, fly right
It's just a matter of trust
You always said that you felt so sure
But you just crashed the proverbial bus
You need to think about what you need
'Cause if we can't get the stone to bleed
At least we can plant the seed
You need some time alone to get your mind right
It'll all make sense to you in hindsight
'Cause you know when you've had enough
You know when you've got it rough
You know when you've had enough
At least you know
When it's time to cut the cord
At least
You know when you're getting bored
Tell me, where do I go?
I wish that I didn't know
A slave to the wages of sin
Where do I begin?
'Cause some whack shit is going down
The pushing and shoving out
If you don't say a word to her then I will
Such a shame that you haven't got the guts to spill
Tell me, where do I go?
I wish that I didn't know
A slave to the wages of sin
Where do I begin?
Sort it out, you got your fucking head screwed on wrong mate
You need to listen to us
You always felt you had a point to prove
But the truth is that you've got nothing that you need to prove to us
You need to straighten out, buckle up, fly right
It's just a matter of trust
You always said that you felt so sure
But you just crashed the proverbial bus
You need to think about what you need
'Cause if we can't get the stone to bleed
At least we can plant the seed
You need some time alone to get your mind right
It'll all make sense to you in hindsight
'Cause you know when you've had enough
You know when you've got it rough
You know when you've had enough
At least you know
When it's time to cut the cord
At least
You know when you're getting bored
Tell me, where do I go?
I wish that I didn't know
A slave to the wages of sin
Where do I begin?
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Writer(s): Scott Taylor, Joseph Smith, Will Emmerson, Sam Hough, Jake Hough
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