Sad Boys Club (Remastered)

[Verse 1] We ride at dawn, but the sun don’t shine, Through the dust and echoes of another time. Pistols on our hips, but the aim ain't true, Another shot rings out, and down we flew. The cards were stacked, the dealer was cruel, Playing high-stakes games like desperate fools. Every fight we take, we end up on our knees, The Sad Boys Club, brought down by the breeze. [Chorus] We’re the Sad Boys Club, gettin hit hard, gettin knocked out. Headshots ringing, there's no doubt. We fight, we fall, we break, we crawl, Losing everything, we’ve lost it all. [Verse 2] They called us outlaws, but we’re just lost men, Dreams shot to hell, never to rise again. Running from the law and the ghosts of our past, The whiskey runs dry, but the pain still lasts. We draw our guns, but it’s the same sad song, Bullets fly faster, and we ain’t that strong. Every time we stand, we’re knocked back down, The Sad Boys Club, kings without a crown. [Chorus] We’re the Sad Boys Club, gettin hit hard, gettin knocked out. Headshots ringing, there's no doubt. We fight, we fall, we break, we crawl, Losing everything, we’ve lost it all. [Instrumental] [Emotional Bridge]37203387 We’re out here chasing shadows, riding on despair, But the winds of fortune never take us there. Our saddles are heavy with the weight of regret, And the saddest thing is, we’re not done yet. [Outro] So here’s to the misfits, the losers, the damned, To the Sad Boys Club, with shaking hands. We’ve got nothing left but this bitter refrain, Singing songs of our losses in the pouring rain. [Chorus, Stripped Back, Fade Out, ] We’re the