I'm well aware it's not even half past the week It's 12 AM my boys are in bed and fast asleep But I don't need them at all!
I pray for asphyxiation I bow head if not for everything I'm sick and so damn tired pull it and fire yeah Lord knows I'm suffocating in doubt I'm gladly proud without So we'll ring these guns to sound off Break this life for now
I'm well aware it's not even half past the week It's 12 AM my boys are in bed and fast asleep But I don't need them at all Have myself a ball Drinking all alone Pissing in the wind till the sun comes up
Oh when I wake up in the morning and I'll be high behind bars When a puddle of piss drapes down on my front lawn Then I'll be going sober When the sun goes down
You best believe I'm ought to do it over again
Swear I'll burn this town, one bottle of Crown Light one match to burn this city all to the ground I swear we'll burn it down I swear we'll burn it down, down
I'll have myself a ball Drinking all alone Pissing in the wind till the sun comes up Have myself a ball! Drinking all alone! Pissing in the wind till the sun comes up
Swear I'll paint this town I got one foot in the ground Light one match to burn the city all to the ground Burn the damn thing downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
