My Dear Deer, That's Survival

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