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Father Of All...

Green Day

I woke up to a message of love
Choking up on the smoke from above
I’m obsessed with the poison and us
What a mess because there’s no one to trust

Huh uh come on honey huh uh count your money
Huh uh what’s so funny? There’s a riot living inside of us

I got paranoia baby
And it’s so hysterical
Cracking up under the pressure
Looking for a miracle

Huh uh come on honey lying in a bed of blood and money
Huh uh what’s so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us

I’m impressed with the presence of none
I’m possessed by the heat of the Sun
Hurry up cause I’m making a fuss
Fingers up
Cause there’s no one to trust

Composição: Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Mike Ryan Pritchard





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