Wild - Poe

I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild because the chips are down

Wild because there isn’t anybody else around

Wild when the waves start to break

And god knows they’re breaking in me now

I go wild because it doesn’t make sense

For me to cry out in my own defense

And wild because I would do anything

To tear you off your precious fence

So this is what it’s like living in limbo

First I’m high, then I’m so low

I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild when I know you’re near

I go wild, I go wild

Tell me what you’ve come for

Moving like a hunter through my back door

Leaving the perfume of all you adore

To die nameless on my floor

Yeah, well we both know you don’t play fair

I guess you really think that you get me there

Let’s be honest, perhaps this little ride

Is too much for even you to bear

You’ve got some nerve to come back here

You’re not the only one who can smell fear

I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild don’t you get it, dear?

You’re not the only one who lives on instincts

No, I’ve got instincts of my own

You’ve got a lot of nerve to come back

Plan your attack, yeah, I am still waiting

Did you want something?

You wrote the rules to try to contain me

You broke 'em now, you have untamed me

And I’m wild, I go wild

Tell me what you’ve come for

What is it you adore

Won’t you tell me?

What would you cry for

Swallow your pride for?

What would you, oh, go wild for?

You’ve got a lot of nerve to come back here

Speak up, my darling, I have been waiting

I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild, don’t you get it, dear?

You’re not the only one who lives on instincts

No, I’ve got instincts of my own

You’ve got a lot of nerve to come back

Plan your attack, yeah, I am still waiting

Did you want something?

You wrote the rules to try to contain me

You broke 'em now, you have untamed me

And I’m wild

Tell me what you come for

Tell me what you come for

I go wild

I go wild (wild)

I go wild

I go wild (wild)

Like a hunter

Tell me what you’ve come for

Tell me what you’ve come for

Tell me what you’ve come for

Tell me what you’ve come for

Like a hunter

Like a hunter

Like a hunter

Like a hunter

Like a hunter

Hunter

Father:

Communication is not just words

Communication is architecture

Because of course it is quite obvious

That a house which would be built without the sense

Without that desire for communication

Would not look the way your house looks today