There's a lion waiting to eat you
And there's nowhere really to run
There's a lion waiting to eat you
Eat up your guts and rip you up
What are you scared of?
What are you scared of?
Ooooo oh
Ooooo oh
Ooo oh ooo oh ooo oh
The pressure's always hanging right by me though
But i've been so thankful to have it grow
Right by my little garden
Right on the soil
Oh yeah it will grow
On a drought or snow
Possibly blossom into anxiety
Blessed by the brave, elite deities
Not a surprise they've reached notoriety
See the changes in their expression
This society is filled with crooks
Scared to d**h, scared to look
They're hooked on the fear not caffeine
See the truth is i'm being constantly stimulated by this "fight or flight" stimulant that keeps telling me that i won't make it
Haven't even met the Jones' yet and i'm trying to keep up with them
What's up with that? that
Where'd this part of me come from?
(big question mark)
Better yet, this thought process has got me in a state of needing and wanting
When all the things i truly need i've already got them
Running around like there are lions everywhere
There's a lion waiting to eat you
And there's nowhere really to run
There's a lion waiting to eat you
Eat up your guts and rip you up
What are you scared of?
What are you scared of?
The pressure's always hanging right by you though
But you've been so thankful to have it grow
Right by my little garden
Right on the soil
Oh yeah it will grow
On a drought or snow