Party Jams - Gnarwolves

The city lights reflect in gutters as we go

I stole a glance but remained shackled to the road

For every dead end town somebody calls a home

We have our own

And this is only the start!

So break your bottles, let them shatter by your feet

We’ll drink to severance but never to defeat

And make a pact to find the glory underneath

Our lack of self belief

This is only the start!

And it’s only one party of many