Jungles - Stepdad

It’s overwhelming me, the static in the trees

The sun is burning me, there is no cooling breeze

We don’t belong to ourselves, at the mercy of the cats

We belong to places, to places

Strong and brave, courageous

Our tiger faces

I crouch down low and freeze, the leaves are shuffling

Lips curled away from teeth, she has been prowling me

We don’t belong to ourselves, they’ve been planning their attack

We belong to places, to places

Strong and brave, courageous

Our tiger faces

We belong to what we came from

Leaving home will be a struggle

Wearing masks and beating war drums

Won’t equip us for these jungles

We belong to places, to places

Strong and brave, courageous

Our tiger faces

We belong to places, to places

Strong and brave, courageous

Our tiger faces