Catfish and the Bottlemen - Tyrants and trippin'

^EmEyes rolled back guess we were living fast Where did you go, ^Cyeah where did you go? Your eyes go to s^Amhow, t^Emhat it was so rare to see you sober And so the stree^Dtlights would carry us h^Come

^EmAnd I spent my nights trying to get a grip of you ^DAnd I did my best to get my hands under your j^Cacket So we could^D make a ra^Amcket ^EmBut your divine ribs would help break mine We hit the gr^Cound so let's h^Amit the gro^Dund

(She said) no^Emthing^D's a^Clrig^Ght, bel^Cieve me I said I w^Don't f^Ceel t^Ghe same in ^Dthe mor^Cnin' (She said) n^Emothin^Dg's ^Calri^Gght, we're le^Gavin And I w^Don't f^Ceel the ^Gsame in ^Dthe morn^Gin'

^EmTyra^Dnts h^Gelp b^Cuild ^Amus ^EmThey won't m^Dind thr^Gowin us aw^Cay [x4]