Attitude

Suppose I say
I'm never satisfied
Suppose I say
You cut some root to make the tree survive

Just let me kill you for a while
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once
I'm oh so born to die

    Oh, I hunger
    I hunger
    I eat

        Born into attitude
        Asleep at the wheel
        Throw all your bullets in the fire
        And run like hell
        Why cure the fever?
        What ever happened to sweat?

Suppose I say
The vultures smile at me
Suppose I say
I set them down they plan to pick you clean

And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction's here and gone
Gone, yeah, and gone again

    Oh, I hunger
    Oh, I hunger
    I eat

        Born into attitude
        Asleep at the wheel
        Throw all your bullets in the fire
        And stand there

        Born into attitude
        Twist mother tongue
        Throw all your bullets in the fire
        And run like hell
        Why cure the fever?
        What ever happened to sweat?

Just let me kill you for a while
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once for me
I'm born to die

And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction's here and gone
Gone, gone again

    Yeah, I hunger
    Oh, I hunger
    I eat

        Born into attitude
        Asleep at the wheel
        Throw all your bullets in the fire
        And stand there

        Born into attitude
        Twist mother tongue
        Throwing all your bullets in the fire
        And run like hell
        Why cure the fever?
        What ever happened to sweat?