Lions Den

My grandfather wants to die on a boat, I want to, want to live on a boat, and hang my clothes in the salty air, learn the pull of the moon and my lovers cares and wants

Don’t want no girl that wants to make my bed, I want one that wants to mess it up instead, I will jump the white picket fence find a bimini wall to lean up against and blackout

I’ve been messed up in the lion’s den, passed out on the floor looking for the souls of my friends

My folks they want to live inside the same house, but not with the other they want it all to themselves, I’ll keep quiet with my neutral tongue but for the first time I wished Christmas wouldn’t come

My friends they’re all, all trying to mean something, I know it ain’t much but they already mean the world to me, but I stay mute with my selfish tongue like an antelope on a survival run from time

I’ve been messed up in the lion’s den, passed out on the floor looking for the souls of my friends, they were dancing and they were singing and I saw on their joy as if through a lens, I wanna shatter the shutter I wanna shatter the shutter and join them, I wanna shatter I wanna shatter the shutter the shutter and join them

I figured out love just not how to use it, too much to little the middle ground has gone to shit, but I’ll still try I’m a loaded gun if my powder got wet just sit me in the sun and wait

I’ve been messed up in the lion’s den, passed out on the floor looking for the souls of my friends, they were dancing and they were singing and I saw on their joy as if through a lens, I wanna shatter the shutter I wanna shatter the shutter and join them, I wanna shatter the shutter I wanna shatter the shutter and join them

I’ve been messed up in the lion’s den, passed out on the floor looking for the souls of my friends