Shot in the Back (The Platypus)

                                  Now am I just creative

Or was I meant to be a killer

Killing lovers in the street

Sometimes the most unlikely

Prove themselves to be a liar

Everything you said to me



I, I'm glad I'm alive

There is no way 

I'm touching ground again



I saw a blind man shackled

By his hands and feet, escaping

When his face hit the concrete

And the same way you play vicious

That's the same way you agree

Endearing

An endearing empathy



I, I'm glad I'm alive

There is no way 

I'm touching ground again



I'd be shot in the back

By my fears

Whoa, shot in the back

By my fears

Shot in the back

By my fears

I'd be shot in the back

By my fears



I'm telling you

I'm glad I'm alive

There is no way

I'm touching ground again



Uh-huh