Quincy Punx - We are the drunks

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We are the drunks!
We are the drunks!
You s all are punks!
Cuz We Are THE DRUNX!!!

Inne utwory

  • High impact camping
  • Hate on
  • Fuck pc
  • Soldiers of foreskin
  • Part of the problem
  • Machine gun etiquette
  • Pig roast
  • Killer ratings
  • No brain no pain
  • Kill yourself
  • Mutants
  • The list
  • Crack lab
  • 5 State killing spree
  • Kamikaze
  • Heavy metal blackmass
  • Tour
  • Punker than you
  • Losowe utwory

    Love me like a man

    The men that I ve been seeing
    Tthey got their soul up on a shelf
    You know they could never love me
    When they can t even love themselves

    And I want someone to love me
    Someone who really understands
    Who won t...

    Little girl blue

    Sit there and count your fingers
    What can you do
    Old girl you re through
    Just sit there and count your little fingers
    Unlucky little girl blue.

    Just sit there and count the raindrops
    Falling on you
    It s time you knew
    All you can count on
    Are the raindrops...

    Starting to fly

    I know the answers from the words of the prophet
    I ve seen the light through the fingers
    Made of magic
    I ve seen an image of the future,
    It s a vision and I know who you are, yeah

    Chorus 1:
    Go away can t you see you...

    Second degree sleepwalking

    I hold vexations back inside of my mind
    Like a dam, denying frustration, a way out
    The pressure builds

    [CHORUS:]
    At night while my mind slumbers off at rest so deep
    Hatred guides my steps as I walk in my sleep

    Cold murders littered in the wake of...

    AllI Ask Of You

    RAOUL
    No more talk
    of darkness,
    Forget these
    wide-eyed fears.
    I m here,
    nothing can harm you -
    my words will
    warm and calm you.
    Let me be
    your freedom,
    let daylight
    dry -your tears.
    I m here,
    with you, beside you,
    to guard you
    and to guide you . . .
    CHRISTINE
    Say you love me
    every
    waking moment,
    turn my head
    with talk of summertime . . .
    Say you need...