Running With The Boys
(专辑: Little Machines - 2014)
We were kind of feral, wicked little machines Captains and Cavalries forming empires in the
shade of the
trees Without hesitation, kings of the
forest town Holding the
ocean down We were half this heavy and twice this loud So turn up the
noise Dressed to the
nines Running with the
boys Your hand in mine Singing every song, Loving every line 'Til the
night is gone Just like the
old times Just like the
old times Was what you made it We had our friends around All the
images and sounds, Super imposing to old backgrounds We used to be clumsy, lost in a
thousand ways Captivated by the
craze, Those were hands down My favorite days So turn up the
noise Dressed to the
nines Running with the
boys Your hand in mine Singing every song, Loving every line 'Til the
night is gone Just like the
old times Just like the
old times Suspicion wasn't in our heads It was only underneath the
beds, beds Saline eyes didn't have to hide They were always open way too wide, way too wide So turn up the
noise Dressed to the
nines Running with the
boys Your hand in mine Singing every song, Loving every line 'Til the
night is gone Just like the
old times Just like the
old times Just like the
old times Again just the
like the
old times We're gonna have it all