Wilder Maker Static Lyrics

It's too damn hot for the wounded looks
The fighting over the bill
I lay down my credit card a solid deep blue like the ocean
I say we're all gonna sit here, drink beer til the sun goes down
We're gonna shake off the echo of all that we coulda done

Flushed by the jukebox he catches me he wants to split the bill
Look in his eyes good and long and then I go to take a piss
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight coming on
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight coming on
With myself or anyone
With nothing all day long
Static never dies unless you set it off
Kit wants to go so wе go, I sign the bill with one wavy line Could bе my name or anyone's nobody ever minds
The cut school thrill of day drinking fades into headache now
Heat so hot it got personal, hate mail from god above

Pigeons oily dark picking at the sidewalk cracks below
The whole world looks like a finger slammed inside a car door
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight coming on
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight
Feel a fight, feel a fight, feel a fight coming on
With myself of anyone else
With my life or how it once felt
When I see them loose in the light i want a face bruised like a sunset
A face like a sunset