Lyrics Combat Boots - Black Cab

Combat Boots

Oh you are a restless one
You got your combat boots on
And you’re loving this confusion
Oh you are a little tease
But you sure know how to please
You don’t suffer us fools gladly
I am tired and bored of getting over this
And I’m not afraid to run
I am lost and bored of getting over this
You got your combat boots on
And it looks like rain to come
We are guided by the sun
And there’s panic in the evening
And you are a shooting star
But you’ve taken it too far
Now the skies on fire and I’m ready
I am tired and bored of getting over this
And I’m not afraid to run
I am lost and bored of getting over this
You got your combat boots on
You got your combat boots on
I got your combat boots on
I got your combat boots on