Here
everything is going fine
from here, to here
and here alligators crawling down
to me
Give a shot, you can run yoo can hide
with our demons I stay down
alligators crushing your face and the sky
is all falling from behind
is there a victory here or I'm tearing up across
a million wooden tidy nights
just a telegraph road as my head is getting cold
but nobody comes to warm
See
there's no way to put it down
the seed
you hear
that you will never be a man
who fits
Give a shot, you can run yoo can hide
with our demons I stay down
alligators crushing your face and the sky
is all falling from behind
is there a victory here or I'm tearing up across
a million wooden tidy nights
just a telegraph road as my head is getting cold
but nobody comes to warm