Pretend Kings - Red City Radio

I was kinda hoping your tattoos

At least meant something to you

And every time that you find a bruise

Will you think of what you’ve got to lose

And every time that you hear my voice

You saw I give you the blues

Well unfortunately there’s times in life

Baby, where you’ve gotta choose

I’m sure you know of the danger

In going home with a stranger

I was kinda hoping what I thought

At least meant something to you

'Cause when you don’t have me at all

Baby, what are you gonna do?

I don’t think that you can hold

The weight of the world by yourself

You let it crush you

Before you shared it with someone else

How loud do you think we all can get

I don’t need a friend

I need somebody who doesn’t give a shit

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted, we can fucked

If I came to the bar, would you stay or would leave

Do you think that you could share the air

Or would you rather not breathe

Because everybody knows

Where you’ll be when the tavern close

Is this the life that you chose

Dodging through while you strike a pose

How loud do you think we all can get

I don’t need a friend

I need somebody who doesn’t give a shit

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted (Together we sing)

We can get wasted (and pretend that we’re kings)

We can get wasted (and not feel anything)

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted, we can wasted

We can get wasted (I know it won’t be long)

We can get wasted (before we find where we belong)

We can get wasted (I'm going down if I’m alone)

We can get wasted (And we can get…)

We can get wasted