Nights Like These

I see you bang your head against everything
Try and ride my bike up the stairs
Burn everything we robbed from them
Cut the power make like we were never there

It's nights like these
We roll 'til we drop
There's honour among thieves
It's all that we've got

Leave all of your possessions
We won't need them anymore
We aim for transcendence
Or at least to get up off the floor

It's nights like these
We roll 'til we drop
There's honour among thieves
It's all that we've got

Break out of this party
We can't use the front door
Because you gave 'em a fake name
Before they quickly broke my jaw

Do you think they'll remember us?
We won't remember them
And then we'll wake up the next evening and do it all again (just like Kesha)

It's nights like these
We roll 'til we drop
There's honour among thieves
It's all that we've got

Mother, help me (it's nights like these)
Madonna and child (we roll 'til we drop)
I am so hungry (there's honor along thieves)
Help me to reconcile (it's all that we've got)

And she said, "If you want forgiveness (it's nights like these)
Then get up off your knees (we roll 'til we drop)
You've gotta find it for yourself (there's honor among thieves)
Stop asking Saint Anthony" (It's all that we've got)
It's nights like —



Credits
Writer(s): George David Berry, Nicholas Peters, Callum Litchfield, Iain Joseph Gillespie
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