Lyrics




Call me by name, I would raise all delight
And inflame boring games
Live to survive and detect human rights
And fit in with your aims
To blame in need for impractical fight
Let's talk as grown men
Try a fantastical ride through the night
We'd care how it ends
Knowing to die as the last kings of the world
A leaders and scouts
Spreading out and sowing dreams
We get out
'Cause you can't light a fire
Twilight beams
And turns us into saints
We are the sinners
In lost and delight
Losers
Who walks in the wild
Dreamers
Kings of an upcoming reign
We are the last in line
Can be assured we would upgrade your life
High spirit, low costs
Comrades in passion spend number one dimes
They're not getting busts
Knowing to die as the last kings of the world
A leaders and scouts
Spreading out and sowing dreams
Just get out
'Cause you can't light a fire
What you see
You'll never will forget
We are the sinners
In lost and delight
Losers
Who walks in the wild
Dreamers
Kings of an upcoming reign
We are the last in line
Kings of an upcoming reign
We are lost into the night
Seems that we drive to the lost end of the road
When all gets down
Stay away from all bad dreams
Don't give up
'Cause you can't light a fire
What you've seen
We'll never will forget
We are the sinners
In lost and delight
Losers
Who walks in the wild
Dreamers
Kings of an upcoming reign
We are the last in line
Sinners
In lost and delight
Losers
Who walks in the wild
Dreamers
Kings of an upcoming reign
We are the last in line



Writer(s): Martina Frank, Herman White



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