Tyrants

eyes roll back as 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 the street lights would carry us homeI spent my nights trying to

get a grip of you

and I did my best to get my hands on your jumper

you know I'd love tobut your divine ribs would help break mine

we hit the ground

yeah, let's hit the groundnothing's alright, get leaving

I won't feel the same in the morning

nothing's alright, we're leaving

and I won't feel the same in the morningand I know that I've done wrong

and I know I should have come home to you

and I know that I've done wrong

and I know I should have come home to youtyrants help build us

they won't mind throwing us away

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