The commentary is traveling for you
with the color analyst who kept me looking through.
with a cocktail drawl, i am a sinker
and a pump fake mouth you were a reacher [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/chin_up_chin_up/trophies_for_hire.html ]
uh oh, uh oh, this trophy is for hire.
and uh oh, uh oh, these nights are tired of trying.
we're living on borrowed nights
these lakes are not oceans,
trees are not forests
and you're renting wanderers to dance in tinted windows,
use our feet for us
