Long Sloppy
I've been waiting my whole life to leave this Eden
Nothing is here but some backwater bullshit
Not even the tex mex is decent
Now that we're here in the maw of this hellhole
We're sucked in right back here again
There creatures are vicious; they're stupid, tenacious
I wouldn't call most of you friends
I don't know what we've become
If I'm the man for this job
Then I'll take the god damn check
Just don't expect me to grin
And protect your neck
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you've ever loved
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs
What what
What the hell am I still doing here
You people can't decide on a god damn thing at all
I tried my best to explain to y'all
You gonna' shake that ass, or is that just a tremble of fear
It doesn't matter where they came from
Forget the god damn name
Just tell me how to kill these things
And I'll go on my way
Now you've got no words
Oh now you've got no jokes
Now the other best idea
Is hanging from that rope, yeah
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you
Around and around we all go
Where we stop, nobody knows; get on
They've got us all surrounded
Nothing is here but some backwater bullshit
Not even the tex mex is decent
Now that we're here in the maw of this hellhole
We're sucked in right back here again
There creatures are vicious; they're stupid, tenacious
I wouldn't call most of you friends
I don't know what we've become
If I'm the man for this job
Then I'll take the god damn check
Just don't expect me to grin
And protect your neck
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We'll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you've ever loved
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs
What what
What the hell am I still doing here
You people can't decide on a god damn thing at all
I tried my best to explain to y'all
You gonna' shake that ass, or is that just a tremble of fear
It doesn't matter where they came from
Forget the god damn name
Just tell me how to kill these things
And I'll go on my way
Now you've got no words
Oh now you've got no jokes
Now the other best idea
Is hanging from that rope, yeah
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you fly
Can you
Around and around we all go
Where we stop, nobody knows; get on
They've got us all surrounded
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Writer(s): Evan Warren
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