Wild Season

Album: Anything But Words (2016)
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  • I stay alone, skipped a stone, from the known to the unknown
    Feeding fires, spinning tires, getting even
    And for a while, I made you smile, saw the voodoo in you child
    Girl, you know you are the reason
    It's been a wild season
    It's been a wild season
    It's been a wild season
    And the hunting never stops
    'Till everybody drops

    I used to drink Old English and speak broken English
    The kiki this Venus said she is in love with my penis
    Every evening she was living to see them, until I see them
    Yeah, men are from Mars, and girls are from Venus
    Life's no games - I used to drink until my brain blanked
    Insane for kane talking faster than a man'd think
    I spent millions on friends who didn't love me
    The image in my mirror of life appeared ugly
    Self-entropy drove me cold like a winter breeze
    Fear as a winter tree, yeah I wasted centuries
    Running wild, then the birth of my child struck me
    Realisation, I learnt how to smile, wow
    What I know now, I wish I knew then
    I may have had a clue of what to do then
    I may have gotten out of these bad situations
    Running around town with no destination

    I stay alone, skipped a stone, from the known to the unknown
    Feeding fires, spinning tyres, getting even
    And for a while, I made you smile, saw the voodoo in you child
    Girl, you know you are the reason
    It's been a wild season

    Seems I made it this far
    (It's been a wild season)
    Seems I made it this far
    (It's been a wild season)

    You asked me how did I get home
    Where'd you get those bruises from?
    You left your shoes, can't find your phone
    You didn't sleep here on your own
    What did you do? Where did you go?
    Truth is I don't really know
    Oh, is this love? It's not enough
    Just one sip and I can't stop
    I’m too far out, too far to reach
    From below you call to me
    Don’t get too close, I’m flying high
    I feel too beautiful to die
    Let me tear, oh I don't care
    See the horror in your stare
    Watch me spin, oh watch me run
    Watch me burn up in the sun

    It's been a wild season

    I stay alone, skipped a stone, from the known to the unknown
    Feeding fires, spinning tyres, getting even
    And for a while, I made you smile, saw the voodoo in you child
    Girl, you know you are the reason
    It's been a wild season

    I know the reasons not to break your heart
    It's been a wild season
    I know the reasons still I stray too far
    It's been a wild season
    Made me realise
    It's been a wild season
    Made me realise
    It's been a wild season
    Seems I made it this far (Yeah, still got that wolf in me)
    It's been a wild season (2016)
    And the hunting never stops (and we still on the prowl)
    'Till everybody drops Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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