Boxes of Tigers Lyrics

There must be a tide residing in your bones,
That finds my body shaking in the street
I bet it's comfortable to feel as though you know,
A part of me I never thought that I'd get to meet(get to meet, get to meet)

I've got boxes of tigers,
No time to waste
I'm not getting away.
I'm tired of being a fighter,
This isn't a race,

I'm not getting away.

Who are you, who are you
If you are not in the zoo you're in the city
Drag it out drag it out what are we arguing
About when you know everything?
How'd you get so chiq?
The fancy bars and the antiques.
I guess I'm glad that isn't me,
I guess I'm glad that I don't know anything.

I've got boxes of tigers,
No time to waste
I'm not getting away.
I'm tired of being a fighter,
This isn't a race,
I'm not getting away.