Panthers

Temper is a package

Pulling at its bow

Darling disasters

Help you grow

Panthers build their blood to bury

Daughters leave their dads to marry

Hide in the ****s

The orchestra

Is proving death again

Temper is the warp speed of red flashes

And all the bells ringing god forbid, god forbid

Did I catch you in the flashes?

Did I catch you in the flashes?

Hide with me

In the ****s

I'm proving death

Alive in the ****s

The orchestra

Is proving death