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Paint It Black An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour Lyrics

Last updated: 01/08/2008 10:00:00 AM




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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