Go Wild (Act I) Lyrics

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Bad sign

Siphoning your wells

Sad clown

Strip down

Utter not a word

Blue skies

Red eyes

A lady never tells

Scar me

Tar me

And leave me for the birds

I know

I know

I know

Baby, when we go wild

Stirring the buried child

Just another case to file

Just another case to file

Bookends

Lose friends

Used to burning pages

Big screen

Blank scene

Sitting all alone

Uphill

Spent will

Silent water rages

Oh well

I'll sell

Sisyphus a stone

I know

I know

I know

Take off your face for me

Sent back to the factory

I guess better you than me

I guess better you than me

There was once a boy who was

Afraid of both his arms

No one really understood and

No cure could be found

Could not feel and could not fight

Nor live the life he prized

'Til one day he cut them off

Now lives afraid of knives

Knives

Maybe we'll all die young

A book full of dirty puns

There's no poetry in the gun

There's no poetry in the gun

Thought we were just having fun