Mr. Wolf, You Know What Time It Is

Ready set go
we're ready to rule this
we're ready to take control
all night the lions are growling
they're tired of being kept in the cage
i can't concquer the king if you're killing me slowly
we still have a chance in hell but a long long way to go

it's just the rate of the world that's bring me down
bringing me down

a sound that strikes a different chord
you call it a dated carbon copy
i call it a face you can't ignore
So take what you've been through
take what you have to
or you'll be the first to cast a stone

we've been caught
and tied in a knot now
we're tired of coughing up blood
black lungs, awaiting the surgeon to cut out the clots
time heals all wounds
and nothings like taking a chance then beating the odds
and winning the lottery

it's just the rate of the world that's bring me down
bringing me down

a sound that strikes a different chord
you call it a dated carbon copy
i call it a face you can't ignore
So take what you've been through
take what you have to
or you'll be the first to cast a stone

your house of cards is falling down, falling down, falling down
your house of cards is falling down, falling down, all around
you can't rebuild if there's nothing left, laid to rest,

your house of cards is falling down, falling down, falling down
your house of cards is falling down, falling down, falling down,
down, down, down,

time heals all wounds
chains keep us doomed
we're breaking them off
we're breaking them off