These Nights

Sons of Leaves

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I know that you still love bangs
You take a lot of stuff these nights
Sometimes ignorance is bliss
But you should start walking with our tribe

What do you do when your life sucks?
What have you done to become a fool?
Why are you still sitting there?
Why are you still playing it cool?

Don’t say that you need me
Don’t call me at night
Don’t make me believe it
When you‘re down in the dumps
These nights

You’re telling stories that aren’t true
You are talking too much
That’s all because of your
False need to do drugs

What do you do when your life sucks?
What have you donе to become a fool?
Why are you still sitting thеre?
Why are you still playing it cool?

Don’t say that you need me
Don’t call me at night
Don’t make me believe it
When you‘re down in the dumps
These nights

You're way too fab to be down in the dumps

You're way too fab to be down in the dumps

Don’t say that you need me
Don’t call me at night
Don’t make me believe it
When you‘re down in the dumps
These nights

Down in the dumps
Down in the dumps
Down in the dumps