Glory And Gore - Lorde

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

(Drop-drop-drop-drop) 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

And the cry goes out (Oh)

They lose their minds for us

And how it plays out (Oh)

Now we’re in the ring and we’re coming for blood

(Oh, oh) You could try and take us

(Oh, oh) But we’re the gladiators

(Oh, oh) Everyone a rager

(Oh, oh) But secretly they’re saviours

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)

God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (The old ways)

Chance is the only game I play with, baby

We let our battles choose us

And the cry goes out (Oh)

They lose their minds for us

And how it plays out (Oh)

Now we’re in the ring and we’re coming for blood

(Oh, oh) You could try and take us

(Oh, oh) But we’re the gladiators

(Oh, oh) Everyone a rager

(Oh, oh) But secretly they’re saviours

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

No-one 'round here’s good at keeping their eyes closed

The sun’s starting to light up when we’re walking home

Tired little laughs, gold-lie promises

We’ll always win at this, I don’t ever think about death

It’s all right if you do, it’s fine

We gladiate, but I guess we’re really fighting ourselves

Roughin' up our minds so we’re ready when the killtime comes

Wide awake in bed, words in my brain

«Secretly you love this, do you even wanna go free?»

Let me in the ring, I’ll show you what that big word means

(Oh, oh) You could try and take us

(Oh, oh) But we’re the gladiators

(Oh, oh) Everyone a rager

(Oh, oh) But secretly they’re saviours

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