Though the hours and seconds hold no place
We both know the time is on its way
But believe me I am honest when I say
Maybe this time I help the artist paint

But every word always fell out without a warning
Now I question every breath

Here among the wildest things
Among the wildest things
I feel my heart
To be among the wildest things
With nothing left to say
I feel your heart

So this is how it all goes down
When we′re standing in this place
We were the hunters – We are the hunted now
Can't trust a single face
And in the middle of a bitter war
I hope you still can hear me say
That if I ever once apologized
It wouldn′t have to end this way

But every word always fell out without a warning
Now I question every breath

Here among the wildest things
Among the wildest things
I feel my heart
To be among the wildest things
With nothing left to say
I feel your heart beat under my hand
And I feel the heat in my head
So I can't deny it anymore
And your heart's been decorated
With lies that I created
And I can′t do it anymore

Here among the wildest things
Among the wildest things
I feel my heart
To be among the wildest things
With nothing left to say

Here among the wildest things
Among the wildest things
I feel my heart
To be among the wildest things
With nothing left to say
I feel your heart

Writer(s): Jonathan Eric Korszyk, Noah Guthrie<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com