Vultures (Demo)

I didn't know that it was over then
Where was I when I jumped the fence?
It doesn't pay for vultures to make friends
They'll be ripping you apart in the end, in the end

A bridge is a lonely, lonely string
Nothing for or with to hold on to but a fleeting breeze
It doesn't pay for vultures to make friends
They'll be ripping you apart in the end

But we're too often
Holding on
To what feels wrong

And it's simple above it
Now you you're under it's spell
'Cause once you give it a look
Thеn can already tell
Don't let it think you'rе here
Don't let it think you're here
Don't let it think you're here
Don't let it think you're here
Don't let it

I didn't know that it was over then
Where was I when I jumped the fence?
It doesn't pay for vultures to make friends
They'll be ripping you apart in the end, in the end