Destroyer - New Ways Of Living

Maybe   I   should   have   loved   you.
Maybe   I   should   have   sworn
 
Not   to   be   born   of   this   wretched   glove   too   soon,
But   a   dragon   needs   room   a   dragon   needs   room   a   dragon   needs   room!
To   run,   run,   run,   run...
 
   I   was   a   desert   in   love   with   extremes.    You
    married   well,   a   gentle   woman   of   means   who
kept   the   word   "Destroyer"   embroidered   on   her   jeans,   too
 
 
     I   wore   skins.   I   didn't   care   who   survived.
The   band   foretold   trends   from   Spring   of   '85.
They're   calling   it   "The   New   Decay"...Hey,   so   am   I.
 
 
Treacherous   fop,   don't   be   embarrassed
For   looking   good   at   your   table   on   the   terrace
That   you   call   home.   I'm   sold!
Paris,   London,   Rome's   too   old   for   you...and   your   kind
Explosions   want   to   see   what   they   can   find
New   ways   of   living...
 
It's   you   and   your   kind:
The   New   Ways   of   Living!
It's   you   and   your   kind:
The   New   Ways   of   Living!
It's   you   and   your   kind:  
The   New   Ways   of   Living!
 

Artist Destroyer Genres Rock