The Bastards, The Vultures, The Wolves

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I'm angry like I'm 18 again

And walls are closing in

But the bastards, and the vultures,

All want pieces of what's left

We built this out of sweat and spit

With our hearts in place of brick

But I'll burn it to the ground

Before you get your hands on it

So bury me at sea

(Lets pretend it's all a bad dream)

Let me get some sleep

(We'll deal with it in the morning)

I'm waking up to gospel radio

From sleeping with my clothes on

I ended up as food for wolves

For trying to take the world on

I'm wondering where you would be without me

Where you would be without me

Where you would be

I know I was an angry kid

But I scraped and scratched for this

Now I'm stuck holding a bomb

With a fuse that's still lit

They'll never let me rest again

And yeah I came out swinging

But I'm still walking with two black eyes and a split lip

So bury me at sea

(Lets pretend it's all a bad dream)

Let me get some sleep

(We'll deal with it in the morning)

I'm waking up to gospel radio

From sleeping with my clothes on

I ended up as food for wolves

For trying to take the world on

I'm wondering where you would be without me

Where you would be without me

Where you would be

Jake says I got good intentions

And I said that I hope he's right

Cause I've been burning every bridge

That I can fucking find tonight

The devil's got a rifle on my front porch

With me in his sights

He knows I came looking for a fight