"Tyrants" as written by and Ryan Mccann William Bibby....
Eyes roll back as she was leaving fast
Where did you go, yeah where did you go
Your eyes goes to show

It so red to see you sober
So the streetlights will carry us home

I spend my nights trying to get a grip of you
[EP]
And I did my best to get my hands up your jumper
You know I'd love to
[Album]
But I did my best to get my hands up your jacket
So we could make a racket

Your defined ribs would help break mine
We hit the ground, so let's hit the ground

Nothing's all right, believe it
You see, I won't feel the same in the morning

Nothing's all right, we're leaving
I won't feel the same in the morning

Tyrants help build us
They won't mind throwing us away
Your tyrants help build us
But they won't mind throwing us away

Your tyrants help build us
But they won't mind throwing us away
Your tyrants help build us
But they won't mind throwing us away


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