Four Gut

What is wave?
What is safe?
We’re up to it

How care free
What is home
The end of the post

That’s a shame
Warmth and weight
What is home?

Stars are sure
We’re up to it
How care free

Night is home
The end of the post
That’s a shame

Warmth and weight
Break me, let me out of my mind
Get me with the four gut, loner (line them up)

Take me with the four gut, loner (line them up)
Easier to forget, loner (line them up)
Happy to avoid it, loner (line them up)

To dream the perfect ride
You can’t feel well inside
All the feud to sin

Your bruised and gaping head
(Loner?) all the future waits
You’re fancy, fancy free

I’m up to it
The promise of the mind
What is home?
Ooh ooh

Wake me, let me out of my mind
Wake me, let me out of my mind
Fight!

Take me with the floor again, loner
Take it with the four gut, loner
Is he on the floor again? Loner

Happy to avoid it, loner
To dream the perfect ride
You can’t be well inside

All the feud for men
You bruise and gaping hand
You keep my (persons?) round

The world’s under my file?
Crush wearing bleed
And hold it gradually

All the future waits
You’re fancy, fancy free
(Give him?) frame of mind

Oh I can’t be well inside
What if I love?
What if I hope?
Here’s to our ride
We’re here at last