tame beasts
minus the bear
we're all tame beasts taken out of the wild
to get loved like a child
we write so cheap and it works for a while
we don't know fun since we fell out of style
where do we lose ourselves?
it feels like the world is ending
we can't break away to an open space
with the death of us impending
we can't break away to an open space
beyond critique and we don't reconcile
we've been drained for a while
we've dug to deep and we've drowned in denial
this reckless love should fall out of style
where do we lose ourselves?
it feels like the world is ending
we can't break away to an open space
with the death of us impending
we can't break away to an open space
it's hard to think we're all tame beasts taken out of the wild
we smoke and drink to escape concrete
to get loved like a child
it feels like the world is ending
with the death of us impending
we can't break away to an open space
would you stop pretending
would you stop pretending