Tyrants

Tyrants - Catfish And The Bottlemen

Eyes rolled back guess we were living fast

Where did you go yeah where did you go

Your eyes go to show

That it was so rare to see you sober

So wanna the streetlights would carry us home

And I spent my nights trying to get a grip of you

And I did my best to get my hands under your jacket

So we could make a racket

But your divine ribs would help break mine

We hit the ground so let's hit the ground

Nothing's alright believe me

But I said I won't feel the same in the morning

Nothing's alright we're leaving

And I won't feel the same in the morning

Tyrants help build us

They won't mind throwin us away

Tyrants help build us

They won't mind throwin us away

Tyrants help build us

They won't mind throwin us away

Tyrants help build us

And they won't mind throwin us away

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