Killing Season

[Intro]
Breaker, breaker, 1, 2, 3
This pipe dream has a grip on me
Mother, father, tell me, please
Why did I come here just to leave?

[Verse 1]
A tribe of low lives
A pack of deadbeats
Fuck the slow life
I want the fresh meat
An old dog in dire straits
Like a rat I took the bait

[Pre-Chorus]
I question everything
What have I done to me?
This failure starts to sing
I’ve got nothing to say
Not enough fuel to go very far
So let’s stay here
And burn down the bar

[Chorus]
Despite my running in place
I’m making good time
(Making good time)
But how can we make it to the top
If we’re dying on the climb?
I’m really losing my faith
To keep this dream alive
(Keep this dream alive)
We’re in love with what we lost
And I’m burning in
The hell inside my mind

[Verse 2]
Why'd you stopped believing?
Look alive, it’s killing season
The future’s scratching at my door
Wretched filthy to the core

[Pre-Chorus]
And I question everything
Left with the bitter taste
Might have to disagree
That this was all for good
Not enough fuel to go very far
So let’s stay here
And burn down the bar
If we’re going down
We’re going down hard

[Chorus]
Despite my running in place
I’m making good time
(Making good time)
But how can we make it to the top
If we’re dying on the climb?
I’m really losing my faith
To keep this dream alive
(Keep this dream alive)
We’re in love with what we lost
And I’m burning in hell

[Bridge]
Botched messiah
Part-time god
Social pariah
Full-time fraud
(A fucking fraud)
I need the wasted soul
I face the leading role
I feed on snuffed out wishes
I piss on all my burned down bridges
My bleeding heart might tip the scale
Cause I’m living life beyond the pale, yeah
Why’d you stop believing?
Look alive motherfucker
It’s killing season

[Chorus]
Despite my running in place
I’m making good time
But how can we make it to the top
If we’re dying on the climb?
I’m really losing my faith
To keep this dream alive
(Keep this dream alive)
We’re in love with what we lost
And I’m burning in
The hell inside my mind

[Outro]
Breaker, breaker 1, 2, 3
This pipe dream has a grip on me
Mother, father, tell me, please
Why did I come here just to leave?
I’ve eaten crow, lost skeleton keys
The nomad life is the life for me
When hope gives up the ghost
Just shove the truth
Back down their throats