The World Was Made For Men by The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger Lyrics
When the world gets dizzy, from spinning around
Gravity gets tired of holding everything down
When the foul prick of time's unraveling like twine
When all roads lead to Rome and there're no words left to rhyme
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men
Every tree's pressed into money. Everything tastes the same
Everyone agrees and everything has a name
Fish have turned to frogs. The ocean is our cloud
I remember how you looked walking barefoot through the crowd
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men
Now nothing's left between us, besides blood and air
And every last circle has been turned into a square
There are no cigarettes in the pockets of your vest
No more hellos or goodbyes, no more secrets to confess
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men
Gravity gets tired of holding everything down
When the foul prick of time's unraveling like twine
When all roads lead to Rome and there're no words left to rhyme
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men
Every tree's pressed into money. Everything tastes the same
Everyone agrees and everything has a name
Fish have turned to frogs. The ocean is our cloud
I remember how you looked walking barefoot through the crowd
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men
Now nothing's left between us, besides blood and air
And every last circle has been turned into a square
There are no cigarettes in the pockets of your vest
No more hellos or goodbyes, no more secrets to confess
We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this world was made for men