The Giant’s Drink Lyrics - Gatsby's American Dream

I will be the fire on your lips 

And i'm overlooking under fame 

you keep me the face 

But where he's looking at with his bath water 

And i will be the fury in your fist 

Throwing out the things 

the things i thought i wanted to be 

Wasted so much time 

On things i thought i wanted to be 

I just see a little baby boy 

Who won't admit that he fucks up, oh 

he's looking for a fire and the fury it takes to be a man 

But i just see a little baby boy 

Throwing out the things 

the things i thought i wanted to be 

Wasted so much time 

On things i thought i wanted to be 

Got a brand new face 

So brittle that its falling apart 

It's a brand new day 

this time why don't take it from scratch 

Your arms believe 

They are for reaching 

Reach for me 

Your tongue believes 

It is for tasting 

Taste of me 

I've got a secret 

And you've got a problem! 

I'll disappear! ohh 

I'll disappear! 

Throwing out the things 

The things i thought i wanted to be 

Wasted so much time 

On things i thought i wanted to be 

Got a brand new face 

So brittle and it's fallin apart 

It's a brand new day 

This time why don't we take it from scratch