Songtexte Eat - Jack Conte

What a game we play in this arena
It's called: "haul your ass or you'll be eaten"
Fill your mouth, don't be shy, have a bite now
He wasn't fast enough so he's in the dark now

That's the way it'll be in the land of the free
And the man in the moon made of dust laughs at us
No!
No, Don't laugh at us
No!
No, he laughs at us

I'll keep it calm with a slew of convictions
Nothing sings like a good distraction
Wish my head was a page in a printer
Trash bad thoughts with the click of a finger

With the crack of a gun and the snap of a bone
We will fall to our knees
And we're gone, and we won't come back
Now, I'm alive, and my soul is on fire
And I breathe, and I love
And I sing, and you can't stop me
No!
No, you can't stop me
No!
No, you can't stop me
No!