Catfish And The Bottlemen

Tyrants
Eyes rolled back guess we were living fastWhere did you go, yeah where did you go?Your eyes go to show, that it was so rare to see you soberAnd so the streetlights would carry us homeAnd I spent my nights trying to get a grip of youAnd I did my best to get my hands under your jacketSo we could make a racketBut your divine ribs would help break mineWe hit the ground so let's hit the groundShe said nothing's alright, believe meI won't feel the same in the mornin'She said nothing's alright, we're leavinAnd I won't feel the same in the mornin'Tyrants help build usThey won't mind throwin us awayTyrants help build usThey won't mind throwin us awayTyrants help build usThey won't mind throwin us awayTyrants help build usThey won't mind throwin us away From Letras Mania