Assassins drain the deep end, but to leap off or to creep in?
Well inside the thriller genre, it's the long game of the goners

The room is in disguise, it's the lamp's work and that's light
Use the wide lens to keep it covered, while the whole truth is spilling over

(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants

Assassins imagine that the whole world is a stand-in
It's the big lie, if that's a genre, the fourth wall is falling on us

It's the new life, it goes all night, it's the grunt work of what's right
Well inside the weeper genre, but on wards, there is a lot to do

(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants

And so it goes on, without the wind I would not move at all
And so it goes, that without the wind I would not move at all

Assassins hug the corners, and blast through every good light
A true-tried romantic thriller, it's asking what could a killer lose?

(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants

And so it goes on, without the wind I would not move at all
And so it goes, that without the wind I would not move at all

(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants
(Ooh) we're gonna need some giants

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Allan Carl Newman, Daniel Bejar