The Sting کے بول

We’re thrivers No direction Survivors No reflection We’re just dumb animals Let’s not get cynical We were forced into this No getting biblical It’s something we should love Perfect and natural Nothing to be wary of It’s divine and carnal It’s a primitive thing Oh look out now Here comes the sting We’re thrivers No direction Survivors No reflection It’s the warm hum The constant buzz within Well stop the condemnation It’s original sin without the sin It’s a primitive thing Oh lookout now Here comes the sting Yeah a habitual thing Oh hallelujah Here comes the sting