Song | Who's Your Partner |
Artist | The Menzingers |
Album | Chamberlain Waits |
I was born on a light-skinned road, | |
I was born with an engineer’s gold, | |
I did better than most. | |
Now I live on a dark-skinned road, | |
The collectors call they try to take my gold, | |
I’m happier than most. | |
The streets are never clean | |
My friends they help preserve my innocence. | |
We shared our cigarettes, | |
At the window we placed our bets, | |
They wouldn’t call our names, | |
Tickets hide our shame. | |
So we laughed through glossy eyes, | |
Surely the gods would recognize, | |
Our good intentions, we showed them, | |
The sweat covered our skin. | |
We aged a decade in an hour, | |
We gave away our innocence. | |
So let these simple songs get caught in our heads, | |
Brace the frames of our worthless beds. | |
All my life never gave a fuck, | |
Someone please wake me up. | |
So let these simple songs get caught in our heads, | |
Brace the frames of our worthless beds. | |
All my life never gave a fuck, | |
Someone please wake me up. |
I was born on a lightskinned road, | |
I was born with an engineer' s gold, | |
I did better than most. | |
Now I live on a darkskinned road, | |
The collectors call they try to take my gold, | |
I' m happier than most. | |
The streets are never clean | |
My friends they help preserve my innocence. | |
We shared our cigarettes, | |
At the window we placed our bets, | |
They wouldn' t call our names, | |
Tickets hide our shame. | |
So we laughed through glossy eyes, | |
Surely the gods would recognize, | |
Our good intentions, we showed them, | |
The sweat covered our skin. | |
We aged a decade in an hour, | |
We gave away our innocence. | |
So let these simple songs get caught in our heads, | |
Brace the frames of our worthless beds. | |
All my life never gave a fuck, | |
Someone please wake me up. | |
So let these simple songs get caught in our heads, | |
Brace the frames of our worthless beds. | |
All my life never gave a fuck, | |
Someone please wake me up. |