The Royal Sloan - Little Wars

Well we smoked our cigarettes and we burned our landing nets
And we fought our little wars and we kept our little scores
And we drove our dad's car into a ditch
When we went back to get it we couldn't remember which
It was bad
Well we were not sober 'till we knew it was over
And we dreamed our little dreams and we screamed our little screams
until the devil had forgotten how to say our names
and no one could remember who deserved the blame
(It wasn't me)
talking on the telephone
there's no one here
we're all alone ...

Written by:
Tyler Crook

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