It Takes More Than That to Kill a Bull Moose

Here we are at the edge of our lives
We're making time to pass us by
It's not respect
Until they beg
Could it be too late... to hope?

An arrow through my Adam's apple
I'm choking down blood between sentences
Trying to get my point across
Before, before you cut me off

You don't know the artists you consume
But any tune within a 20 mile radius
Is not worthy of your time
No matter the integrity (Integrity)
If the melody's an earworm
To hell with the artist you don't know

Here we are at the edge of our lives
We're making time to pass us by
It's not respect
Until they beg
Could it be too late... to hope?

How much exposure does a man need
Before he's free to create?
I don't want to be your friend
I don't want to be your colleague
Is it too much to fucking listening
And be objective?

Echoes in a pressure-cooker
I'm cracking under stress
(Mayday!)
I can't be who you want me to be
I can't sing like you think I should sing
(Mayday!)
I don't know where to go from here
But I think I know where this ends
It's either you or me



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Lever
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