Cheap Souvenirs

Baby
It's funny how it goes
We spin like a record
And fall on the floor

Baby
It's not too late
To turn it around for the brighter day

And all I remember and all I Insent
We've got faces to render
And fences to mend
Its a cold halleujah
And its easy to see that you are
The woman for me
Yeah

It's gonna be a blood red christmas
And a black and blue new year
And the stars are all fallen
Like the bottles of beer

If I had just one wish
I would wish you back here
So I could buy you a milkshake and some cheap souvernirs

Angel
We lived and we learned
The fire it took wasn't one but it burned
And all I remember
And all I in send
We got faces to render
And fences to mend

It's a cold halleujah
And It's easy to see
That you are the woman for me
Yeah Yeah
It's gonna be a blood red christmas
And a black and blue new year
The stars were all following
Like the bottles of beer

If I had just one wish
I would wish you back here
So I could buy you a milkshake and some cheap souvenirs
So I could buy you a milkshake and some cheap souvenirs
And some cheap Souvenirs



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Doyle, Timothy Monea, Nathaniel Monea, Adam Orin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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