Pythons Awake - Pompeii

Bad enough i bought into that bit

Yeah, my hometown was an untapped oil field

Storing profits, those wallets begged for change

And everyone’s growing up just the same

Pedestal-placement-preaching

No, that isn’t love, that’s just called insecurity

Jump that ship it’s sinking

You might float to the top, but you’ll never be credible

On your feet, on the ground

How to see it coming, how to see it after

On your feet and on the ground

How to see it coming, how to spot it faster

Ride it out, write it down then crumble up that paper

Along with your career you steer down dead end streets

Those sounds have gotten stale and tired

Running from every critique

They’re nervous and sweating, waiting for all to explode

In your face, in your hands

How to see it coming, how to see it after

In your face and in your hands

How to see it coming, how to spot it faster

(Merci à talleux pour cettes paroles)