Neil Gunther - Wild Lyrics

Legend has it we're still stuck to the seats of my car
In the Sears parking lot, soaking in the heat
Legend has it we're still stabbed in the chests
On this hill you wanna die on
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
Sweet surrender, get out of the way of me
You say you're clearly out of my league
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
I'd pull the trigger just to get you away from me
Maybe your kind doesn't deserve me
You've been ejected from the tropics of my mind
Split open my head and pulled out the zip ties
You're walking around like you're driving every boy wild
But actually we just wanna die
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
Sweet surrender, get out of the way of me
You say you're clearly out of my league
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
I'd pull the trigger just to get you away from me
Maybe your kind doesn't deserve me
Pull out the pin, I'm sinking and I love it
The PTSD's gonna look good on my résumé
Pull out the pin, I'm sinking and I love it
The PTSD's gonna look good on my résumé
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
Sweet surrender, get out of the way of me
You say you're clearly out of my league
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
I'd pull the trigger just to get you away from me
Maybe your kind doesn't deserve me
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
Sweet surrender, get out of the way of me
You say you're clearly out of my league
I'm holding a cold gun at my throat
I'd pull the trigger just to get you away from me
Maybe your kind doesn't deserve me