As if the word was endingThings seem to spin uncontrolledThey're all paper facesSome withered, not oldSome legends uproot evilSome made of silver, and goldBut why is brimstone wort...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Nothingface
hey man, i kinda like your sister (yeah yeah yeah) hey man, i hope thats cool. hey man im gonna lose my mind every single time i find your sister, suntannin by the pool. hey man i ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Sloppy Seconds
Holding love letters and carefully placing them in a box underneath my bed.When I drink I read over them.I'm much stronger than I was when I knew her, see here, see here, doesn't m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
Do your interpretation of the course of events that swings my life from the outside of the fence.I got in a fight at the Teen Dress show and always fighting,me,it came off macho.An...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
1:15 began with a phone ring.I heard the stir, I wasn't heard.Tonight's lines are yours to keep, go back to sleep.That's wonderful, your world at its worst seems bearable, but its ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
Take me home tonight, halfway there, we'll fight.I'll be wrong, I'll be wrong.Take me home tonight.Hold my arm.In your house, from the car.While I change your sheets, I'd rather be...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
Bowling alley conversation.Coffee with no free refills.In a world of what we hate, pins drop and I stare straight.Normalizing our friendship means talking about the obvious, and ha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
Ouvre les lumières, ferme la porte y a un courant d'airDis-moé des mots durs, dis-moé des mots tendresDis-moé tout c'que tu veux entendreAmènes les tes cartes, on va jouer jus...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - La Chicane
Who cares how much I need that face in my life?Who cares how much I want to hang around? Who cares how much I need that look in my life?Who cares how much I want you around?Who car...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting
I am a star.Hal Hartley movie.I read my lines, straight faced in the mirror.You are my camera.Slouched over coffee, I'm faking artsy.We're playing dress up now.And the rain is wash...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Kind of Like Spitting