Composição de: Bill Bibby / Ryan Mccann / Benjamin Blakeway / Ryann Evan Mc Cann / Bob Hall
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[Intro] EmDCAmEm
Eyes rolled back guess we were living fast
C
Where did you go, yeah where did you go?
AmEm
Your eyes go to show, that it was so rare to see you sober
DC
And so the streetlights would carry us home
Em
And I spent my nights trying to get a grip of you
DC
And I did my best to get my hands under your jacket
DAm
So we could make a racket
Em
But your divine ribs would help break mine
CAmD
We hit the ground so let's hit the ground
EmDCGC
(She said) nothing's alright, believe me
DCGDC
I said I won't feel the same in the mornin'
EmDCGG
(She said) nothing's alright, we're leavin
DCGDG
And I won't feel the same in the mornin'
( EmDCAm )
EmDGCAm
Tyrants help build us
EmDGC
They won't mind throwin us away