Man of the Hour Lyrics – Púca

Man of the Hour Lyrics by Púca

I trace old patterns on my skin
Static reasoning builds again
The nuances of simple pleasures
I lose myself in chemical endeavours

As it all goes down again
Bitterness is the bitter end
And i don’t want to start again
My biggest fear is conversation

I know, i know, i know
My words will sour
Just be another man of the hour
I know, i know, i know

My words will sour
Just be another man of the hour
Honesty taunts the tip of my tongue
I said i wouldn’t lose this one

Yeah, he lives in my details, in every losing streak
If i keep you
Maybe, the dеvil won’t keep me
The devil won’t keep mе

I know, i know, i know
My words will sour
Just be another man of the hour
I know, i know, i know

My words will sour
Just be another man of the hour
Every man thinks he’s a well-kept secret
Only one day of pain permitted

Keep moving, keep your teeth gritted
Broken speech, but i know i mean it
And i don’t want to start again
My biggest fear is conversation

(i know, i know, i know)
(my words will sour)
(just be another man of the hour)
I know, i know, i know

My words will sour
Just be another man of the hour
I know, i know, i know
My words will sour

Just be another man of the hour
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Púca Lyrics – Man of the Hour

Púca

Man of the Hour