3 o'clock in the afternoon The mirror shows an unknown face Taste of vomit in my mouth Blood red eyes, nothing to gain
I think I remember, it was a hell of a night Whisky's a beast as soon as you try I promise myself to get rid of the can But for fuck's sake, it's another sucking day...
Letters of final demand Used as ashtrays for my fucked up life Last due to get a new job It will suck like the ones before
I think I remember, it was a hell of a night Whisky's a beast as soon as you try I promise myself to get rid of the can But for fuck's sake, it's another sucking day...
What's wrong if I take a sip? A little bit hurts nobody A familiar taste on my lips I remember good old days
Appetite returns And I'm wanting for more Don't care if it slowly kills me It gets me through the day
Wanting for more Wanting for more Don't care if it slowly kills me It gets me through the day
I think I remember, it was a hell of a night Whisky's a beast as soon as you try I promise myself to get rid of the can But for fuck's sake, it's another sucking day...
I think I remember, it was a hell of a night Whisky's a beast as soon as you try I promise myself to get rid of the can But for fuck's sake, it's another sucking day...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
