Red City Radio
Red City Radio - Pretend Kings songtekst
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I was kinda hoping your tattoos at least meant something to you and every time that you find a bruise will you think of what you've got to lose and every time that you hear my voice you say I give you the blues well unfortunately there's times in life baby, where you've gotta choose I'm sure you know of the danger in going home with a stranger I was kinda hoping what I thought at least meant something to you 'cause when you don't have me at all baby, what are you gonna do? I don't think that you can hold the weight of the world by yourself you let it crush you before you shared it with someone else How loud do you think we all can get I don't need a friend I need somebody who doesn't give a shit We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted, we can fucked If I came to the bar, would you stay or would leave Do you think that you could share the air or would you rather not breathe because everybody knows where you'll be when the tavern close Is this the life that you chose dodging through while you strike a pose How loud do you think we all can get I don't need a friend I need somebody who doesn't give a shit We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted (Together we sing) We can get wasted (and pretend that we're kings) We can get wasted (and not feel anything) We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted, we can wasted We can get wasted (I know it won't be long) We can get wasted (before we find where we belong) We can get wasted (I'm going down if I'm alone) We can get wasted (And we can get...) We can get wasted