It's 5 O'clock.
The hour stops the sunlight
The buildings shade the masquerade
and kill time
We're nothing more then
Fools and whores and sad highs
Through the summer sand
We're living in a wasteland.
The hour stops the sunlight
The buildings shade the masquerade
and kill time
We're nothing more then
Fools and whores and sad highs
Through the summer sand
We're living in a wasteland.
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