Hourly Daily (Explicit)

Don't let there be

Something sour in my coffee

There's fourteen year olds

Screaming get out of my country

I won't let him rise just to say goodbye

Hourly daily

The August cold

Brings something bad in its sock drawer

There's too much hate

Covering up those once white walls

I don't want my boy thinking I'm only to avoid

Tread safe hourly daily

He's the splitting image and the oldest of two

Now what kind of mess have you gone and gotten yourself into

Make a morning pledge

To the heart of the city quiet

Pray the daybreak sun

Can fill up the halls of a sleepless night

Bring one good face into this house today

Hourly daily

He's the splitting image and the oldest of two

Now what kind of mess have you gone and gotten yourself into