Hangover Child

Hangover child, what you got, you

Not reply with any attire.

Hangover child, born unto

A lost desire, a modifier, a ghost.

Hangover child ‘till the clock runs over,

Check out lines from the red light sales.

How he knows that the book buried the scales.

I do not back down, I do not fall out.

Hangover child, save your breath

In the way that you’re starring to the face of despairing,

You care.

Hangover child, ‘till the clock runs over,

Check out lines from the red light sales.

How he knows that the book buried the scales.

I do not back down, I do not fall out.

I do not back down, I do not fall out.

Hangover child, ‘till the clock runs over,

Check out lines from the red light sales.

How he knows that the book buried the scales.

Hangover child, ‘till the clock runs over,

Check out lines from the red light sales.

How he knows that the book buried the scales