- Cowboy Boots 歌詞 Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
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- And we drink and get older
And some of us even try to get sober
Now heres to the assholes and the last calls
Were city kids
You get what you ask for
And acquaintances turn to friends
I hope those friends they remember me
Hold the night for ransom as we kidnap the memories
Not sure there is a way to express what you meant to me
Sit around a table and use those years as the centrepiece
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what Im seeing here is real
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when youre drinking PBR
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what Im seeing here is real
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when youre drinking PBR
Hold on to what you were, forget what youre not
The streets were ours that summer
At least those two blocks
Reminisce on those days
I guess thats OK, you wonder why
Some grow up, move on
Close the chapter
Live separate lives
The twenty-something confusion before the suit and tie
Strangers become mistakes
But those mistakes made you feel alive
Hindsight is vibrant, reality
Rarely lit
Memories to collage
Paste to the glue that barely sticks
Good Lord, they broke all my shields
Locked bathroom doors
Graffiti and high heels
Until you felt that altitude you dont know how high feels
Party mountain
Some dont ever come down from around here
To be young again
I guess its relative
The Camel Lights
The whiskey, ryes
Sink into the skin
I fantasize about a second wind
Grow a moustache
Pick up another bad habit and let the games begin
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what Im seeing here is real
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when youre drinking PBR
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what Im seeing here is real
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when youre drinking PBR
So heres to the nights
Dancing with the band
Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
Poured out a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this is life, this is real
Even when it feels like it isnt
Id be a goddamn liar to say at times I didnt miss it
So deuces, I turn my back as I walk into the distance
Dip my feet in every once in a while
Just to say I visit
And we hold onto these nights
Trying to find our way home by the street light
Over time we figure out this is me, right
Learn a lot about your friends right around two A.M
And acquaintances turn to friends
I hope those friends they remember me
Hold the night for ransom as we kidnap the memories
Not sure there is a way to express what you meant to me
Sit around a table and use those years as the centrepiece
Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if what Im seeing here is real
Cowboyboots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when youre drinking PBR
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