The Giant´s Drink

The Giant´s Drink

Gatsby´s American Dream
(album: Volcano)

I will be the fire on your lips
But I´m overlooked and underfed
You keep me in the basement
Where you threw me out with the bathwater
And I will be the fury in your fists

Throwing out the things
The things I thought I wanted to be
Wasting so much time
On things I thought I wanted to be

I just see a little baby boy
Who won´t admit that he fucks up, oh
He´s looking for the fire and the fury it takes to be a man
But I just see a little baby boy

Throwing out the things
The things I thought I wanted to be
Wasting so much time
On things I thought I wanted to be
Got a brand new face
So brittle that it´s falling apart
It´s a brand new day
This time why don´t we take it from scratch?

Your arms believe, they are for reaching
Reach for me
Your tongue believes, it is for tasting
Taste of me

I´ve got a secret
And you´ve got a problem
I´ll disappear, oh, I´ll disappear

Throwing out the things
The things I thought I wanted to be
Wasting so much time
On things I thought I wanted to be
Got a brand new face
So brittle that it´s fallin apart
It´s a brand new day
This time why don´t we take it from scratch?