Текст песни Pistola - Incubus
On
the
tip
of
my
tongue
An
offensive
is
poised
and
rearing
My
intention:
A
bullet
My
body:
A
trigger
finger
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
Let
go
of
your
fear,
fear
yeah
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
My
secret
arsenal
Is
an
infinite,
ageless
inkwell
It's
a
fountain
of
youth
And
a
patriot's
weapon
of
choice
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
Let
go
of
your
fear,
fear
yeah
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
On
the
tip
of
my
tongue
An
offensive
is
poised
and
rearing
My
intention:
A
bullet
My
body:
A
trigger
finger
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
Let
go
of
your
fear
Yeah
my
pen
is
a
pistola
1 Idiot Box
2 Vitamin
3 Warning
4 Priceless
5 Consequence
6 Clean
7 A Certain Shade of Green
8 Here In My Room
9 Circles
10 Megalomaniac
11 Just a Phase
12 Wish You Were Here
13 Are You In?
14 Talk Shows On Mute
15 A Crow Left of the Murder
16 Pantomime
17 Pistola
18 Sick Sad Little World
19 Bass Solo
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