My Dear Deer, That's Survival Lyrics

Survival of the fittest that's why I'm still here

Survival of this particular deer with a patchy beard

I knew it be something like that

Survival of the biggest of the oversized prey

At least that's what the surviving prey say

Survival of the smartest, makes no sense

The sheep would be long lived with their electric fence

Survival of the fittest that why I'm still here

Take a critical blow in stride cause I'm a deer

Then again it might be survival of the adaptable

And how the adapter splits up the unflappable

Far from uncrackable much like my neighbor's vase

I'm dying inside from that look on your face

Survival of the most emotionally immune

And surviving the heartache I get from every silly tune

And that my dear deer is what we call survival

And that my dear deer is what we call survival