Brother, open up your eyes
Brother, won't You drink with me?
Your face is So lovely pale
Just one shot
For the sake of old times
Brother, game is over, stop it
Stand up, we are going home
I will place my bet on You
Just one shot
For The sake of old times
Now that You're and empty hole
Zero, that has sold his soul
We are not so proud of you
Free Games for May - John Cazale Was a Dancer Lyrics
Free Games for May - John Cazale Was a Dancer Lyrics
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Brother, open up your eyes
Brother, won't You drink with me?
Your face is So lovely pale
Just one shot
For the sake of old times
Brother, game is over, stop it
Stand up, we are going home
I will place my bet on You
Just one shot
For The sake of old times
Now that You're and empty hole
Zero, that has sold his soul
We are not so proud of you
Brother, won't You drink with me?
Your face is So lovely pale
Just one shot
For the sake of old times
Brother, game is over, stop it
Stand up, we are going home
I will place my bet on You
Just one shot
For The sake of old times
Now that You're and empty hole
Zero, that has sold his soul
We are not so proud of you
Writer: Hanna Went, Michał Macidłowski, Pascal Buła
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Free Games for May
Language: English
Length: 5:12
Written by: Hanna Went, Michał Macidłowski, Pascal Buła