Texty:
Living With Lions

On the side walk I walk home tonight on the side walk I walk every day. I see faces scarred with a crooked bite forty dollars will get you fucked all

Its going to pull at you, until you hit the ground point your ears at me so you can hear the sound of my voice will you listen if i tell you more thoughts

God damn this feeling i feel i'm right and the world is fucked up and prey for me cause calling my name won't find me a follower follows cause he can

us. The air is so warm, we're sitting out back Birds flying over, heading south The neighborhood's under attack Our beautiful, busted up, broken down Our very own patio with

canvas sits, yellow brush runs across it as i watch details never stop picture this, a thousand words, a thousand times unspoken and conversation breaks us down, our simple lives

Down where I am now. Yeah, you're going Down, down, down, down, down. You're taking everything and everyone along with you When you go down, You're taking everything and everyone along with

get you out of my head Won't you tell me what's on your mind Safe and sound, and so secure. Cast iron cold, invincible As the weakest link with the locks

These word don't come easy and what i say only makes thing worse covered up stories for harsh realities i knew you'd take it the wrong way, its just

can't wake up from this suffocating world, That I live in. And if I had drugs I'd do them. (I'm runnin', I'm running around.) Around, around, around a pair of lies with