Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gelato
Performer
Callum Green
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Drew Wynen
Songwriter
Jacob Roos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Hutchings
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Rather fascinating fallible
Eyes wide open, ears unflappable
Pacing round & round the glory hole
(You see)
They'll pick at bones
Sniffing out the hand that's filled with gold
Never fed enough to fill that hole
Sinking teeth all in 'til truth be told
Everyone's left cold
Is hurt the product or the cause?
Smells all the same through these nostrils
Still - The kill's for the thrill not the skill
Just to expect a slight applause
Turn your LCD aside
They'd feed you enough make you choke in your sleep
Look - You must be blind to see
Make up your mind - What's it gonna be?
Animal
Once a bully always at your throat
First to eat, signs the masterstroke
(So blasé)
But keep 'em cooking til they turn red hot
Hmm that's tasty
(Simmer gently, turn away)
Is hurt the product or the cause?
Smells all the same through these nostrils
Still - The kill's for the thrill not the skill
Just to collect a dry applause
Turn your LCD aside
They'd feed you enough make you choke in your sleep
C'mon look - You must be blind to see
Wake up your eyes - Agree or disagree
So blasé - Gently cook & turn away
Comb it back - Keep the fear of tears at bay
So blasé - Gently cook & turn away
Hold it back - Keep the fear of tears at bay
So blasé - Simmer gently, precious prey
Peace of mind - Aftertaste of apathy
So blasé - Faked it all to get my way
But hold your blame - 'Cause them is me & you are they
HmmHmm - Simmer gently, turn away
HmmHmm - Is this the answer everyday?
Written by: Drew Wynen, Jacob Roos

