Dinosaur

Is it bad

To love

I got no faith in these dogs

Or my chance of survival

Hohum

I got no cure for these kids

Or their cancerous rivalry

So dumb

They go and go again

They go and go again

I got no need for these clothes

When you get my blood boiling

My friend

I got no way to feel bad

While your tree of life grows in it

It grows in it

We get so high

We get so low

We get so high

We get so low

We were dinosaurs in the end

We were dinosaurs in the end

We were carnivore to pretend

That we'd opt out of survival

In lieu of some revival pretense

Got this belly of salt and

A mouth full of glass teeth

I'm a fix I'm a junkie I'm a pirate

I'm a love maker falling

We get so high

We get so low

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Dinosaurs in the end

We were dinosaurs in the end

We were carnivore to pretend

Like we'd opt out of survival

In lieu of some revival pretense

Some revival pretense

Some revival pretense

We were dinosaurs in the end

We were dinosaurs in the end

We were carnivore to pretend

Like we'd opt out of survival

In lieu of some revival pretense

Fever

D**gs

Money

Blood

Is it bad

To love