There’s a humming in the restless summer air
and we’re slipping off the course that we prepared
but in all chaos, there is calculation –
dropping glasses
just to hear them break
You’ve been drinking
like the world was gonna end (it didn’t)
took a shiner from the fist of your best friend (go figure)
it’s clear that someone’s gotta go –
we mean it but I promise we’re not mean
and the cry goes out –
they lose their minds for us and how it plays out
Now we’re in the ring
and we’re coming for blood
You could try and take us but we’re the gladiators
Everyone a rager but secretly they’re saviours
Glory and gore go hand in hand
That’s why we’re making headlines
You could try and take us
but victory’s contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
God knows we like archaic kinds of fun
(the old ways)
Chance is the only game I play with, baby –
we let our battles choose us
No-one round here’s good at keeping their eyes closed
The sun’s starting to light up when we’re walking home
Tired little laughs, gold-lie promises:
we’ll always win at this
I don’t ever think about death
It’s alright if you do, it’s fine
We gladiate but I guess
we’re really fighting ourselves
Roughing up our minds
so we’re ready when the killtime comes
Wide awake in bed, words in my brain:
secretly you love this
do you even wanna go free?
Let me in the ring
I’ll show you what that big word means
