Tokyo
Michael Ireland, Vincent Caruana
Alone in Hoxton my cold heart sank.
I heard the news from an old friend today.
I sat in a crowded room and grieved. I sang my heart and my lungs out that night.
We all tore that town to pieces.
It's all we have.
It's what we keep in our hearts.
Broken in Gainesville.
Sick off of pain pills just so I could fucking stand.
And there I was.
Where you took your bow.
Then I hear your voice, and I hit the fucking ground.
We all tore that town to pieces.
It's all we have.
It's what we keep in our hearts.
Can't wipe the smiles from our faces.
Not a care in the world.
Fuck em all.
Crazy bastards running wild.
We had no tact, but we had style.
We all tore that town to pieces.
It's all we have.
It's what we keep in our hearts.
