"Thrill Of The Chase" lyrics
I can't stand people
People who think they're good people
Get down off your high horse
All your intentions are evil
And you believe we're all equal
But put yourself on a pulpit
Culpable for the culling
You signed your name on the bullet
You're hateful
Smeared from the same stain as me
Your plates full
But you're wasteful, same as me
I never gambled on the habit of certainty
It takes too long
When you know that you're never wrong
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
Nothing normal remains, the thrill of the chase
Slow down, Jenny, it was never a race
Forever revving your engine and never settling the pace
If it's there's a who-who and when, and the why and the how
I'll let your tires down, baby, what you gonna do now?
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
Watch you throw it away, the thrill of the chase
False enlightenment tightens its grip on my trip
Through the reeds of a mind that is constantly sick
Ask why I never wanted to change
I only wanted to confront what I considered the pain
And see the problem as a job lot, threatening offence to my ways
Erased by the end of the day
On the very same day I discovered it
Look at it, read a fucking book, they just covered it up because
The entirety of history is nothing but a fallacy
Hallowed ground having its doubts, nuke the family
You don't even know you were born, on the 4th floor
Wish I'd never opened my eyes to what's in front of me
Pay the piper
Don't follow me
Call the sniper, brand new policy
Anybody tryna get ahead of the colony
Gets a bullet in the head before they get an apology
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
There was nothing to gain from the thrill of the chase
The chase is just a void
To keep us in our place
I want to go back to the joy that I found
The first time around
The first time around
People who think they're good people
Get down off your high horse
All your intentions are evil
And you believe we're all equal
But put yourself on a pulpit
Culpable for the culling
You signed your name on the bullet
You're hateful
Smeared from the same stain as me
Your plates full
But you're wasteful, same as me
I never gambled on the habit of certainty
It takes too long
When you know that you're never wrong
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
Nothing normal remains, the thrill of the chase
Slow down, Jenny, it was never a race
Forever revving your engine and never settling the pace
If it's there's a who-who and when, and the why and the how
I'll let your tires down, baby, what you gonna do now?
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
Watch you throw it away, the thrill of the chase
False enlightenment tightens its grip on my trip
Through the reeds of a mind that is constantly sick
Ask why I never wanted to change
I only wanted to confront what I considered the pain
And see the problem as a job lot, threatening offence to my ways
Erased by the end of the day
On the very same day I discovered it
Look at it, read a fucking book, they just covered it up because
The entirety of history is nothing but a fallacy
Hallowed ground having its doubts, nuke the family
You don't even know you were born, on the 4th floor
Wish I'd never opened my eyes to what's in front of me
Pay the piper
Don't follow me
Call the sniper, brand new policy
Anybody tryna get ahead of the colony
Gets a bullet in the head before they get an apology
When I was just a boy
Life unravelled at my own pace
But the joy I found wasn't hanging around
There was nothing to gain from the thrill of the chase
The chase is just a void
To keep us in our place
I want to go back to the joy that I found
The first time around
The first time around
