Chevelle Jars

Hold onto chance Lest we bleed ourselves Then save for the pets They re the loneliest, Put into jars We ll save this Earth Put into jars We ll save this Earth We can t both become the same pawn That s made to fall Oil that taste like Blood stole the summer scent From me to you You re stabbing me through you You re stabbing you through him And betting most of This world We ll add enough of the world Steal from yourselves It never felt so good And feed from their hand Confused by opposites Put into jars.