LIGHTS - Running With the Boys

We were kind of feral, wicked little machines
Captains and Cavalries forming empires in shade of the trees
Without hesitation, kings of the forest town
Holding the ocean down
We're 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
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times, uuuh
Just like the old times, uuuh

Was what you make it
We had our friends around
All the images and sounds, super imposed into old backgrounds
We used to be clumsy, lost in a thousand ways
Captivated by the craze, hold your 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
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times, uuuh
Just like the old times, uuuh

Suspicion rose in our head
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
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times, uuuh
Just like the old times, uuuh

Just like the old times
Again just the like the old times
We're gonna have it all

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