The Bastards, the Vultures, the Wolves

I'm angry like I'm 18 again And walls are closing in But the bastards, and the vultures All want pieces of what's left We built this out of sweat and spit With our hearts in place of brick But I'll burn it to the ground Before you get your hands on it [Bridge] So bury me at sea (Let's pretend it's all a bad dream) Let me get some sleep (We'll deal with it in the morning) [Chorus] I'm waking up to gospel radio From sleeping with my clothes on I ended up as food for wolves For trying to take the world on I'm wondering where you would be without me Where you would be without me Where you would be without me Where you would be I know I was an angry kid But I scraped and scratched for this Now I'm stuck holding a bomb With a fuse that's still lit They'll never let me rest again And yeah I came out swinging But I'm still walking out with two black eyes and a split lip [Bridge] [Chorus] Jake says I got good intentions And I said that I hope he's right Cause I've been burning every bridge That I can fucking find tonight The devil's got a rifle on my front porch With me in his sights He knows I came looking for a fight I came here looking for a fight I came here looking for a fight I came here looking for a fight I came here...