Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,

Into the wild How are we living living living No oh oh oh Somebody left the gate open You know we got lost on the way Come save us a runaway train Gone insane How do we how do we oh

Wilderness of mirrors Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? On the edge of sleep, Anytime but now I was drifting for half the night Anxious and restless, Pressed down by the darkness

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

You don’t wanna, you don’t wanna know Something in you wants to blow Been out in the wild Been out in the night Been out of your mind Do you live here or is this a vacation You’re on a piece of ground above a volcano You were alone

Lose control In increasing pace Wantonly waste Intention erased Whatever they say These people are torn Wild and bereft Assassin is born (yeah) War is overdue

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

In the wild frontier, in the wild In the wild frontier, off the beaten track In the wild frontier, better watch your back Where your dreams get real or your blood gets spilled Gotta face your fears in the wild frontier In the wild, in the wild In the

This defeat is a victory We're burning out, we're fading away We're waiting for the world to save itself 'Cause nothing is built to last We're writing our epitaph So reset and start again 'Cause we all know how this ends Before long we'll be dead and

Leaves are falling, the wind is blowing so cold The end, cycle, peel to the core Fall to the ground All dies again Vision faces disintegrator It all came back to me Non could be lower, crawling under The weight I can't take I eat all, wild and virgin The