The End

Lyrics by：Caleb Followill/Nathan Followill/Matthew Followill/Jared Followill

Composed by：Caleb Followill/Nathan Followill/Matthew Followill/Jared Followill

Running with the street lights

Laughing at the grave

He swears he's gonna give it up

It's never gonna be enough

I just wanna be there

When you're all alone

Thinking 'bout a better day

When you had it in your bones

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

I see you in the evening

Sitting on your throne

And playing with the fireball

And posted it up against the wall

I just wanna hold you

Take you by your hand

And tell you that you're good enough

Tell you that it's gonna be tough

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

Cos I ain't got a home

Running from the street lights

Shinning on the grave

Once you've had the good stuff

Never gonna fill you up

I wanna be the one who

Gives 'em all the world

And gives 'em all a feel of it

Just a little taste of it

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

This could be the end

Cos I ain't got a home

I'm out here all alone

No I ain't got a home

Out here all alone

Said I ain't got a home

I'll forever roam

No I ain't got a home

I'll forever roam

I ain't got a home