Halos - Living Like Kings Lyrics
Oak Creek merlot and that great American SpiritIt tastes like midnight to meA torn up couch cushion and raccoons on the wallYou can hear an engine blowing out its steamI'll remember back to days when we were...Living like kings in confined spacesWe made the best of where this cursed time had placed usWe gave up on all we knew could keep us afloatWe traded life vests for woodA leg up meant we all came alongWe built trustAnd we drank hardAnd we lost friendsAnd we wrote songsAnd by the by,we split and chose our different sidesIf no one's wrong and no one's right,I'd be surprisedRemember back to days when we were...It could have been cleanBut you scraped off all the sheenIts what you do to everythingYou're small-timeYou're a featherweight fighter with his head on the linePlay it downYou can give up now