I can't ignore what you said
From inside the boxing ring
I'm a lover, not a fighter

We'll paint the black door red
We'll party in the mezzanine
Because we've got karma like a rocket

We're crying out honestly
This wild blood will set us all free
We're crying out, do you follow me
This wild blood will set us all free

I can't ignore what you said
From inside the cool kid scene
I'm a killer, no thriller

We'll fight in the hipster [bad word] 
We'll soak it all in gasoline
We've got matches, we are a fire

Rest my fear, lay my head
Drown my soul, paint it red
Wild [bad word] me now
Hold my hand, show me how
To recognize you