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