There's a humming in the restless summer air
And we're slipping off the course that we prepared
But in all chaos, there is calculation
Dropping glasses just to hear them break
You've been drinking like the world was gonna end (it didn't)
Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend (go figure)
It's clear that someone's gotta go
We mean it but I promise we're not mean
[Pre-Chorus:]
And the cry goes out
They lose their minds for us
And how it plays out
Now we're in the ring
And we're coming for blood
[Chorus:]
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But we're the gladiators (Oh! Oh!)
Everyone a rager (oh-oh)
But secretly they're saviors
Glory and gore go hand in hand
That's why we're making headlines (Oh! Oh!)
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But victory's contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
world
words
there
their
swordplay
starting
slipping
shiner
secretly
wanna
walking
saviors
rager
promises
round
plays
ourselves
roughing
gotta
course
glory
calculation
promise
comes
always
clear
break
guess
chorus
archaic
could
little
chance
ready
battles
awake
fighting
tired
chaos
alright
drinking
headlines
really
everyone
means
minds
blood
keeping
choose
about
summer
dropping
restless
light
delicate
figure
friend
gladiators
think
glasses
coming
every
humming
prepared
closed
gonna
death
kinds
contagious
brain
knows
laughs
making
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