Wait - Protomartyr

See a pair of fellas

Rolling down a hill

Punching the life out of each other

Glamour waves the air

Wait

Wait

Wait

Ironic t-shirts wet with blood

An argument over aesthetics

That would be my guess

Wait

Wait

Wait

Friend for all occasions

Muscle, don’t you move

Jump up disgusted and quell me

Keep me above this filth

Fifty thousand eyesores

Dotting across the land

Wait

Wait

Wait

Jump up disgusted and quell me

Keep me above this filth

Jump up disgusted and quell me

Keep me above this filth

Keep me

Keep me

Keep me

Keep me