Текст песни Curtain Calls On Walkabouts

I wished away the bloody nose

Covered up the bruises

Sure I have my doubts but fathers so proud

He pats me on the back and sits me down

Says "good boy, you blew them out all by yourself"

The school-yards changing,

(Keep you blurry)

The fist-fights samey

(An' headached heads a rolling)

I'm throwing punches

Your drop-drop-dropping again

Put tickets on me

I'll only keep'em to fly us home

The mic rings hollow:

This'll be my year

Check me in

The curtain-calls on walkabouts

Most of us are on the bench

Just itching to get back in

Give us something to write home about

Before I bluff another get-well to myself

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And father I'm a sinner

Don't bother with the in betweens

Fell in love with the lazy winners,

Kicking back our teens

Put tickets on me

I'll only keep'em to fly us home

The mic rings hollow

This'll be my year

Check me in

The curtain-calls on walkabouts

Most of us are on the bench

Just itching to get back in

Da da da da da

Put tickets on me

I'll only keep'em to fly us home

The mic rings hollow

This'll be my year

Check me in

The curtain-calls on walkabouts

Most of us are on the bench

Just itching to get back in.