We were climbing over walls
And squarin' off with the night
Facing our demons
And putting up a good fight
Singing songs about the old times
And loves that aren't here
Worrying about tomorrow
And shown' no fear
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were hanging on to life
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were hanging on to dear life
Momma said there might be days like these
Might be hard to get out of bed
You got do what you can
Not to lose your head
Bottom might drop out
Life can come undone
Sun might disappear
And the good will die young
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were hanging on to dear life
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were hanging on to dear life
Now you're stranded in the street
Wondern' which way to go
Someone calls out your name
But it's no one you know
You're stumbling, down the alleyway
Tryn' to hail a ride
We'll come back to the beach someday
If we can just stay alive
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were hanging on to dear life
Taking Polaroids for memories
Whisky for Strife
In the belly of the buzzard
We were holdn' onto life
