Old House Songtext
von Nightmares for a Week

It′s burned in our brains
We're branded, we′re stranded all the while
These memories won't let me go
First time in days, we didn't think about the old house
We weren′t ready for this
We weren′t ready for this

Stale beer and cigarettes
Old food and a love I'll never forget
We′ll sing, "Moments like this never last"
Winter felt alive when we would sing
I still remember (I still remember)
The Misfits on the stereo
We'd pump our fists and let ourselves go

And we′ll save our philosophies
We'll make good times, not tragedies
In the end, we′ll drink down our only saviors
We'll stumble like drunken sailors


Not a worry or a second guess
At 21 I start all over again
By 22 I had couple regrets
Freeloaders and no nights alone
Somehow it always felt like home
Milo's on the stereo
Never grow up, never let go

And we′ll save our philosophies
We′ll make good times, not tragedies
In the end, we'll drink down our only saviors
We′ll stumble like drunken sailors

I never thought tonight would alright
I never tonight would be goodbye

And we'll save our philosophies
We′ll make good times, not tragedies
In the end, we'll drink down our only saviors
We′ll stumble like drunken sailors

And we'll burn our apologies
We made good friends
We made enemies
"To the end"
We'll drink down our only saviors
Stumble like drunken sailors