Give me the guns
I have to bring the peace
Turn on your sound
To kill your family
Breack up the ground
With your sweet happy feet
Absurd that I have to suffer to love
There is no sense
In normal mind today
We’ve lost the words
We’ve lost the milky way
My crazy town
Decides if breath or pay
Absurd that I have to cry for a song
WHISKEY AND PARADOX
HEAL MY PARADOX
WHISKEY AND PARADOX
HEAL MY PARADOX
Raise up your glass
And drink your paradox
Try, kick my ass
And I will play, juke box
Pray money gods
Spit at the orthodox
Absurd that I have to wait for a clock
Absurd that I have to wait for Godot
WHISKEY AND PARADOX
HEAL MY PARADOX
WHISKEY AND PARADOX
HEAL MY PARADOX