Lyrics Osculum Infame - Plie

half-past twelve
standing like a loaded gun
through the darkness
shoot my mouth off

world's got problems
to see the gloom
with an atom bomb
makes me so depressed

problems of my own
the world i'm livin' in
that can't be solved
with a fortune to win

movie stars
don't ask what for
a man after midnight
gimme gimme gimme some more

find the end of the rainbow
get something for my head
i open the window
i'm gonna end up dead

i gotta go out
chase the shadows
i've got nothing to do
nothing there to see