Rival Sons - Imperial Joy Lyrics

Rival Sons Lyrics

"Imperial Joy"

I should have gone to bed, but I stayed up too late
The things I like to do, they keep me wide awake
And now I crawl across another long Sunday
Oh whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa

What are you looking for?
Just a little more

The blood running in my veins
Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
So I'm going to follow my joy
I'll follow my joy as long as I'm here

I never wanna go back to that school no more
The university of never ending chores
And now I crawl across another long Monday
Oh whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa

What are you looking for?
Just a little more

The blood running in my veins
Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
So I'm going to follow my joy
I'll follow my joy as long as I'm here

What are you looking for?
Just a little more

The blood running in my veins
Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
No, I'm going to follow my joy
I'll follow my joy as long as I'm here
I say, the blood running in my veins
Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
I'm going to follow my joy
I'll follow my joy as long as I'm here

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Writer(s): Scott Christopher Pfaff Holiday, Jay Bartholomew Buchanan

album: "Feral Roots" (2019)

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