Perm Back and Sides - Dead Harts

We charge with lions by our sides

But live in fear of the wolves that we’ve cried

So fuck your friends and fuck your pride

You’ll never take me alive

Bring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon haze

We’ll never change our ways

Will I ever get out of this game

I would give anything not to feel this lame

I need something to pull me through this each and every day

This town isn’t big enough for the both of us

So take your best shot

Let’s see what you have fucking got

In this city you can buy anyone or anything

Let’s see the colour of your money

Bring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon haze

We will never change our ways