2 Am, so, I bet! Guess who’s on the chair?
About excess of this game, and I tell you
It could break your jaw, but it’s kind of plastic
Tell me now, I’m counting, how many pulled out?
It’s tick-ing tock-ing me
Oh dear, bring some coffee and cigarettes
Did I make myself clear??
What about helping me a little?
Every day’s the same, every day
The same, every day...the same
I have been waiting, I’m coming to the gate
It´s 7am! It´s a break
Not me?
Morning, got a headache
In chocking cases, fawning maybe started at this dawn
C’mon, check!
Tell me all the things they’ll do
It’s tick-ing tock-ing me, it’s tick-ing tock-ing
Me, who wants to shut down the clock?
Rip all the curtains and tell the tainted truth, so clear?
Is it gonna help?
Counting yourself out!
You are gonna be hold!
You! Soldier! Stay at your post!
Yeah! There’s no time to breakdown
Or even time to pull out
Soldier, your body is my armor
Did I make myself clear?
You must be quiet, in front of you
There is a lot of fools, I lot of pools
Ready to kill and drown you
You must be quiet, in front of you
A lot of warmed up fools with tools
Ready to kill and drown you
Fall! Saints!
So what's gonna happen?
Talk to me? Just talk to me?
Fall! Saints!
So what's gonna happen?
Talk to me? Talk to me, please?
I’ve asked help to every God for me!
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