Catfish and the Bottlemen Tyrants song lyrics

Eyes rolled back guess 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

And 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

But 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 mornin'."

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.