Plans - Bloc Party

Wake up dreamer

It’s happening without you

Cut your hair and shave your beard

You squandered your chances

I’ll give you a thousand pounds

To show me how you do it Stop being so laissez-faire

We’re all scared of the future

Been training vipers to come for you

In your dreams to release you

Been training vipers to come for you

In your sleep

And the ravens are leaving the tower

And the ravens are leaving the tower

Make your peace

I’ve got a taste for blood

Leave the weak, leave the young

I’ve got a taste for blood

I’m walking out without you

You will kill or be killed

It’s about progress

I’ve got a taste for blood

Wake up sleepyhead

It’s happening without you

Such a nice guy

You tell me everything twice

Whipcrack speed jump

We will run backwards

Stop being so laissez-faire

We’re all scared of the future

We make plans for big times

Get bogged down, distracted

We make plans for good times

All neon, all surface

So kiss me before it all gets complicated

I’ve got a taste for blood