Wild, wild



I go wild, 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken



Wild because the chips are down

Wild because there isn't anybody else around

Wild when the waves start to break

And God knows they're breaking in me now

I go wild because it doesn't make sense

For me to cry out in my own defense

And wild because I would do anything

To tear you off your precious fence



So this is what it's like living in limbo

First I'm high, then I'm so low



I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild when I know you're near

I go wild

I go wild...



Tell me what you've come here for

Moving like a hunter through my back door

Leaving the perfume of all you adore

To die nameless on my floor

Yeah, well we both know that you don't play fair

I guess you really think that you'd get me there

Let's be honest, perhaps it's no ride

It's too much for even you to bear



You've got some nerve to come back here

You're not the only one who can smell fear



I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild, don't you get it dear

You're not the only one who runs on instincts

No, I got instincts of my own



You've got a lot of nerve to come back

Plan your attack and I am still waiting

Did you want something?

You wrote the rules to try and contain me

You broke them now, you'll haven't tamed me

And I'm wild

I go wild



Tell me what you've come here for

What is it you adore, won't you tell me?

What would you cry for?

Swallow your pride for?

What would you, oh, go wild for?



You've got a lot of nerve to come back here

Speak up now, darling, I have been waiting



I go wild 'cause you break me open

Wild 'cause you left me here

I go wild 'cause your promises are broken

Wild, don't you get it dear?

You're not the only one who runs on instincts

No, I got instincts of my own



You got a lot of nerve to come back

Plan your attack, and I am still waiting

Did you want something?

You wrote the rules to try and contain me

You broke them now, you haven't tamed me

And I'm wild...



Oh, oh, oh...

Wild...

Tell me what you've come for...

I go wild...

Like a hunter...

Tell me what you've come for...

(come back here)



La da da da da da



Like a hunter...



Communication is not just words.

Communication is architecture.

Because of course it is quite obvious

That a house which would be built without the sense,

Without that desire for communication

Would not look the way your house looks today