Tigers - Division Day

I want your blood inside my head

I send this overture to the living dead

Regain your foothold in the ice

Incant your fevers to the pairs of eyes

There’s much ado about the sun

I choose the moon 'cause it’s the colder one

I want its glow

Its milk

Its dust

I want some hands that I can trust

To fix all the fences up

And to trap all the tigers

They’re anxious

To learn where they belong

I’m underneath the barrier

I am the tonic to the furious burn

I am the mouth to the medicine

I will be your mouth to the medicine

And I’ll fix all these fences up

And I’ll trap all these tigers

They’re anxious

To learn where they belong

And now that it’s over

Will you burn from your drowning gills

For the ocean to fill you up?

And now that it’s over

Does the fallout just burn your lungs?

Is it worse than it ever was?

Can I fix all these fences up?

And can I trap all these tigers?

They’re anxious to learn where they belong

And now that it’s over

Will you burn from your drowning gills

For the ocean to fill you up?

I want your blood inside my head

I want your blood inside my head

I want your blood inside my head