Pulp of Youth The Growlers
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[Verse 1]
The pop don't sound the same no more
When I pull the cork
Never about the taste before
It was a hunt for sport
[Refrain]
A sea of fading faces
I was stupid and proud
Eyes as sharp as knives
Cut me out of the crowd
[Chorus]
Wine still cheap and red
Eyes still deep and true
Glasses raise again
Drink to the pulp of youth
Climb the vine again, my friend
[Verse 2]
Not everybody makes it
Casualties of some plot
Not a pro just a lucky one
To make it out of the line
[Refrain]
A sea of fading faces
I was stupid and loud
Her eyes as sharp as knives
Cut me out of the crowd
The pop don't sound the same no more
When I pull the cork
Never about the taste before
It was a hunt for sport
[Refrain]
A sea of fading faces
I was stupid and proud
Eyes as sharp as knives
Cut me out of the crowd
[Chorus]
Wine still cheap and red
Eyes still deep and true
Glasses raise again
Drink to the pulp of youth
Climb the vine again, my friend
[Verse 2]
Not everybody makes it
Casualties of some plot
Not a pro just a lucky one
To make it out of the line
[Refrain]
A sea of fading faces
I was stupid and loud
Her eyes as sharp as knives
Cut me out of the crowd
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