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Sunny

Sunny and the boys wanna play Couple of smokes, drinks and okay And all their lives questioning fate Chasing after the cats milk on any given date Well the wind was harsh and unforgiven Broke through their lies; too late for mending All the black of night will see their sins Moon will glimmer off their teeth and shins Vodka and champagne won't ease the pain But it'll make it easy--yeah it'll make Life seem livable along with the songs Some chiefs off a bong Banging rhythms of the night life Some doses of invincibility keeps them high Vodka and champagne it's starting again Yeah its starting again The stench of repetition eats at their souls Unscathed fear this is how we'll die old Gentle men of night they call themselves Turning back to scoundrels at the sound of a bell

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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