Tyrants Lyrics

Fm (D#) C# A#m x2
Eyes rolled back guess you were living fast
Where did you go? Where did you go?
Your eyes go to show.
And it was so rare to see you sober
So the street lights will carry us home
I spent my night trying to get a grip of you
And I do my best to my my hands under your jacket
So we can make a racket.
And your divine ribs will help break mine
And we hit the ground, so lets hit the ground.
Nothing's alright, believe me.
But I said I won't feel the same in the mornings.
Nothing's alright, we're leaving
I won't feel the same in the mornings.
D# C# x4
Outro Part 1
A#m G# C# F# x2
Ty-rants help build us. They won't mind throwin' us away. x2
A#m G# C# F# x4
Ty-rants help build us. They won't mind throwin' us away... x2
Outro Part 2 (Trippin')
F# x lots until the vocals:
F# G# A#m C# x2 (played during vocals)
Then F# x lots again.