Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Daggers, artist - Banquets. Album song Banquets, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 06.05.2013
Record label: Black Numbers
Song language: English
Daggers |
| I ran with daggers, in the Brunswick sun |
| Considered weightless, concerned by some |
| To be left alone here, like it passed me by |
| Grew old before my music died |
| I wanted some. |
| You want it all |
| With hole in hands, come back to me |
| You left with my youth and the finer things |
| Stay young, stay loud. |
| Stay brash and bold |
| If I could spread myself through wide-open spaces |
| Convince myself my time had never been a wasted |
| Find myself asleep in dirty, dirty basements |
| With a sense of charm, It would be okay |
| With hole in hands, come back to me |
| You left with my youth and the finer things |
| Stay young, stay loud. |
| Stay brash and bold |
| Not looking back, on what couldn’t be |
| You left with my youth and abandoned me |
| Stay young, stay loud. |
| Stay brash and bold |