Letra de ' Pink Champagne ' de Steve Grand

Now I can't say for sure
I would have died that day on the beach
Vodka in a brown bag
Please, no police
These boys are takin' care of me
Woke up in a stranger's bed, nah
Did we have sex?
Break in a cold sweat
Follow the clothes I left
Like breadcrumbs, to the back door

We were sipping pink champagne
Pink-pink champagne all night
Just tramps living for that wild goose chase
Wild-wild goose chase that's right
So if you're down to hang, down-down to hang that's fine
This life is ours to take, ours-ours to take tonight

And I, I'm sailing away
In the wake of that pink champagne
We'll drink it down 'till we feel nothing
But pink champagne

In those days I would black out daily
Just to numb myself from all the crazy
Even if for just temporary
These blogs are ripping me apart again
And I, I wish that was of my bigger problems
Glass half full? Nah, maybe solve 'em
Glass now empty, pour a round
'Till we find a feeling worth living for

We were sipping pink champagne
Pink-pink champagne all night
Just tramps living for that wild goose chase
Wild-wild goose chase that's right
So if you're down to hang, down-down to hang that's fine
This life is ours to take, ours-ours to take tonight

And I, I'm sailing away
In the wake of that pink champagne
We'll drink it down 'till we feel nothing
But pink champagne

And I, I'm fading away
Catch a wave to our sweet escape
In paradise may it always rain
That pink champagne

So congratulations
You got to see just what you came for
But was it everything you thought it would be?
Passively cheering on my decay?
Watching me writhe as the vines of my own words
Strangled me tighter
You like that dark and that ugly that I harbor?
I'll raise this glass for you, Mother Fucker

We were sipping pink champagne
Pink-pink champagne all night
Just tramps living for that wild goose chase
Wild-wild goose chase that's right
So if you're down to hang, down-down to hang that's fine
This life is ours to take, ours-ours to take tonight

And I ain't so young anymore
I'm so tired and sore
Still this war just keeps raging on inside me
And we may not live through this storm
'Till our bodies wash up on shore
This war will keep raging on

And I, I'm sailing away (and I ain't so young anymore)
In the wake of that pink champagne (I'm so tired and sore)
We'll drink it down 'till we feel nothing (still this war)
But pink champagne (just keeps raging on inside me)
And I, I'm fading away (we may not live through this war)
Catch a wave to our sweet escape ('till our bodies wash up on shore)
In paradise may it always rain (this storm)
That pink champagne (will keep raging on!)