At the Drive-In - No Wolf Like the Present Lyrics
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No Wolf Like the Present
No Wolf Like the Present Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For No Wolf Like the Present By At the Drive-In?
In a safe house he baits, can you blame the conniving
Bludgeoned by the prowler cars He's been running since the day that they tagged his skin A walking cipher kicking calendars He hears the sirens He hears his song play everyday, yeah From Potemkin mills, where the winds erase They use our past to evict us In a land that stole, a kestrel from the knave Smothered inmates full at capacity He hears the sirens He hears his song play everyday It's open season check the body cam There's no wolf like the present They own your history and scrap it for parts There's no wolf like the present Of insignificance Tantivy run He's been on the lam so long he knows the rules of the hunt Carving X's into bullets for luck While the veneer of civilization grinds Light bulbs into his food supply He hears the sirens He hears his song play everyday It's open season check the body cams There's no wolf like the present They own your history and scrap it for parts There's no wolf like the present Of insignificance Tantivy run Tantivy run There's no wolf like the present They own your history and scrap it for parts There's no wolf like the present Of insignificance There's no wolf like the present There's no wolf like the start There's no wolf like the present Of insignificance Tantivy run |
Who Wrote No Wolf Like the Present By At the Drive-In?
Cedric Bixler, Keeley Dixon Davis, Antoine Hajjar, Paul Hinojos, Omar Alfredo Rodriguez
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