Adam Radke

March 24, 2006 - Washington
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The Jungle

Sorry souls lost to the wild
They’re afraid, running for miles
When the jaws snatch and the claws scratch
The earth opens and they keep hopin’ they make it out alive

It gets hard to breathe
Hard to see through the leaves
There’s blood and there’s mud on their boots
At the end of your fight let’s say you see the light you gotta take the dive

You left the others behind
Now it’s stuck in your mind
You took the easy way out
That’s the only thing people talk about
While the rest of them lie dead on the ground
You struggle to find your way around

After seeing what you’ve done, what side do you take?
Do you feel bad? Do you wish it was you?
Or do you think they made the mistake?
Either way the jungle never stays true.
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