Raging Bull - Silkworm

I caught up in the corner with the swim instructor’s daughter

She drifted in and out of tide again

Uh, on a hard wind, some kind of musk drifts in

We devolved as a group

You wanted me, but now you can’t

Have me at all, well kinda slow on the pick-up

And a little too late

No one knows a thing about it

Raging Bull

I’ve been hard at working on this

Day of execution, no one knows what I’m about

Raging bull, and uh foaming at the mouth

You are astray, because I’m an idiot

Something with sound

What kind of creature would abuse you now?

Maybe a raging bull

Maybe a raging bull

Maybe a raging bull

Maybe a raging bull