RED SMOKE - Saints of Valory

Back in the day when we used to run

From the cops and the loaded guns

You tried your balance on the train tracks that once

Dark corners of the bar were a second home

You were such a jukebox queen then

You light up the shadows when left alone, yeah

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light at the flick of a cigarette

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light with the flick of a cigarette

Back in the day when we used to fight

Make up to Springsteen all night

No clothes, just skin

What a sight, yeah

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light at the flick of a cigarette

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light with the flick of a cigarette

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light with the flick of a cigarette

Back in the day when we used to shine

Back in the day when we used to shine

Back in the day when we used to shine

Back in the day when we used to-

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light at the flick of a cigarette

We run, we chase, we’re lost

The guiding lights of the boulevard

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light with the flick of a cigarette

Red smoke, cheap sex

Fireworks light with the flick of a cigarette

We run, we chase, we’re lost

We run, we chase, we’re lost

We run, we chase, we’re lost

We run, we chase, we’re lost

Red smoke cheap sex

Fireworks light at the flick of a cigarette

Red smoke cheap sex

Fireworks light at the flick of a cigarette