Lyrics
Other people scare my socks off
Think I’m better here alone
Ain’t got time to invest in your song
Think I'd rather sing my own
But I keep running back to you
Something bout the things you do
Keeps me enjoying the pain
I know I need to run away
But something makes me stay
You got the power to
Keep me comin back home
My network is a web of vultures
I can see them on the prawl
They just wanna get a piece of me
Before everybody falls
But I keep running back to you
Something bout the things you do
Keeps me enjoying the pain
I know I need to run away
But something makes me stay
You got the power to
Keep me comin back home
They’re ready to pick my bones
And steal my soul
Swallow me whole
I just want to grow, to get old
But this world is so cold
They’re ready to pick my bones
And steal my soul
Swallow me whole
I just want to grow, to get old
But this world is so cold
Written by: Aaron Wood, Jonas Rendbo, Omar Lye Fook