Our Last Night Lyrics
Blankets of Bullets

I keep my kings in the back row, but I will taste
my glory. Their crowns lined up, they look so
good. Gold medals are rare here and silver
straight up dominates. As my skin gets thinner, my
body gets cold. Get down or dodge blankets of
bullets, oh you know how opportunity seems to
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never stay on its feet. The sky falls as chemicals
react, I guess I'll wait in line for this one. The
victims will come back for their revenge with a
motive and a truck full of motivation. This ships
the first to sing while it's the last to go down
drowning. I keep my kings in the back row, but I
will taste my glory. Their crowns lined up, they
look so good.