Kings

We're all crazy Gimme love and misery We're all faking Feigning there's a mystery Pitter-patter, goes my heart to be Take my trajectory Onwards to disaster Can't wait to blow out Onwards, break it faster We're tired of fighting But you got me packing bags to hell We're tired of liars But you get me worked up so well, so well We're tired of fighting We're tired of fighting That makes two strikes They've got another sad story Oh, my soul weeps The whole ordeal is so gory Pitter-patter goes my heart to be Take my trajectory Onwards to disaster Can't wait to blow out Onwards, break it faster We're tired of fighting But you got me packing bags to hell And we're tired of liars But you get me worked up so well (Get me worked up so well) We're tired of fighting We're tired of fighting Through the barrel of a camera