Mates Of State - The Kissaway lyrics

When we came inside You asked me if I'm well Living like this It gets you through the night Sure you can, Mr. Bet's on the prowl again It gets you through the night That at least tells the rest of the drawing, king It gets you through the night Sure you can, Mr. Bet's on the prowl again It gets you through the night As we're doting along Come out to the west backsides of my eyes True that's true that's true You're selling what you own, selling yourself short Of the life that's teeming in the dirt Stop selling what you know, suddenly you're so sure Of the life that's breeding in the dirt Come out to the west backsides of my eyes True that's true that's true I'm off to the west, it's blinding my eyes True that's true that's true Come out to the west backsides of my eyes You opened up This is the kind of place I know Let's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins 'Cause these walls have all worn white