Tyrants - Catfish and the Bottlemen

Eyes rolled back, guess we were living fast

Where did you go, yeah, where did you go?

Your eyes come to show that it was so rare to see you sober

So 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

And your divine ribs would help break mine

We hit the ground, so let’s hit the ground

Nothing’s alright, believe me

And I say I won’t feel the same in the mornings

Nothing’s alright, we’re leavin'

And I won’t feel the same in the mornin'

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

They won’t mind throwin' us away