Text písně Paint It Black: An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour

An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour


You're just a big mouth waiting for the "all fall down"
I'm just a fist with a glass and some despair to drown, You think you know what's up?
I'll turn it upside down
A guillotine waiting for the head that wears the crown
Get off my back and I'll get off yours
Call off the attack, it's such a fucking bore







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