But There's Wolves - The Dear Hunter

Wide smiles bearing teeth

Can’t fake what’s underneath

Cause I don’t want to waste any time

You’ve got crooked speak

Broke words from suffering

But I don’t mean to make any lies

I’m not waiting, no, not waiting here!

Ankles bound to cinders watch them burn!

You’ve got rare appeal

With conscience atrophied

Cause you don’t need to waste any time

But I’m not the kind to wait

Modeled to instigate

But always end up towing the line

I’m not waiting, no, not waiting here!

Ankles bound to cinders watch them burn!

[Bridge

In just a moment we can let it all decay

Or we could just step right on into the sun

Don’t shutter, own it or you’ll find out any moment

That you lost it all before it’s begun