"Hyper Trophy" lyrics

"Hyper Trophy"

Frenzy in the rain, mania days
Fold up my head, got a new keepsake
Over my neck, under my ribcage
Over my neck, under my ribcage

If the moment was just right, then you'd know if I could
If the moment was just right, then you'd know if I could

You're bright and bold, I can't go on
And though you followed me into the mud, it's not enough
It's not enough

It's not
Enough
Enough

The shrapnel in your face
Into your gut, keeps you fed for days
Over my neck, under my ribcage
Over my neck, under my ribcage

Said you want more, just to turn face
Maybe that's you, never going to be me
Over my neck, under my ribcage
It is not enough
It is not enough

You're bright and bold, I can't go on
And though you followed me into the mud, it's not enough
You're bright and bold, I can't go on
I used to be so passionate, it's not enough
It's not

If the moment was just right, then you'd know if I could
If the moment was just right, then you'd know if I could

You're bright and bold, I can't go on
And though you followed me into the mud, it's not enough
You're bright and bold, I can't go on
I used to be so passionate, it's not enough
It's not enough
It's not
Enough


Writer(s): Mathew James Keith Kerekes, Eric William Hamm, Nicholas Ryan Hamm
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