Where The Wild Things Are - Bryce Vine

I’ve had good nights, bad days

Popov, champagne

No work, all play

Bad time, wrong way

Been a douchebag, been a shit friend

No chips but I’m all in

No saint but I still sin and scream fuck the world on a Sunday

I am so crass, no class

Gladly walkin' the wrong path

I condone prescription drugs and drivin' off in the badlands

Bad man, wasted youth

Drunk as fuck cause I’m wasted youth

Judge me now but I’m just like you

But a little more hot and a little more cool

Maybe I’m to blame

A little jacked up inside the brain

I belong in some asylum

I feel like a pilot going down

But I still can’t hit the ground

You can find me duck and divin'

Find an island they say could never be found

And from the darkness they can hear me singing

Ohhh

And from the darkness they can hear me singing…

Ohhh

And from the darkness they can hear me screaming…

I feel alive

Ohhh

I’m free tonight

Ohhh

Blacked out, midnight kingdom

Act out, too much freedom

Pass down that king’s crown lets torch town for no good reason

Young, a little bit of dumb, a little bit of bad, a lot a bit of fun

A little bit of give a little, get a little, buy a little, bet a little,

run until the devil catches up

Yo I’m just tryna fuck around

Like a Ferris wheel

We just got that space invader style

It’s a mass appeal

Arrows falling down

But we still can’t hit the ground

You can find us duck and divin' find an island they say could never be found

And from the darkness they can hear me singing

Ohhhh

And from the darkness they can hear us singing…

Ohhhh

And from the darkness they can hear us screaming…

I feel alive

Ohhh

I’m free tonight

Ohhh

This is where the wild things are

This is where the wild things are

I feel alive

Ohhh

I’m free tonight

Ohhh