Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin
I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze
I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin
All over the place I said murder
I said how...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Misdemeanors form the fantasies of life
Like holding hands with the mysteries of time
Making blood like a Joan of Arc believes
It's like I said a little love is all you need
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Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Chains
Chains
We console now you and I
I said hold me there
Hold me
Make the night roll magic
I will not fly away
So now make it, make it rain
Chains
Chains
I have wandered and ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Stop wearing my shirts.
Stop wearing my socks.
I'm not your mother.
I can't be bothered.
You say you don't think I'm funny anymore
So you put my face in the bottom drawer.
You keep...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Allen - Cox
Complete and utter...
Complete and utter...
When you talk and then you see it's all under control.
And you will never be the same
Never the same
Complete boredom is my ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
When the walls of Christianity begin to shake
When my life is in the balance, neither peace nor morals wake
Telling me my life is easy, debauched and thirdly heaven sent
My heart w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Caught in the middle of forty two
It was a fact, a number, a written word
A piece of my mind is it half or all
The guns shot off my head
To give me what I deserve, what I deserve
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Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Allen / cox / gray / langston
Madness is a state and quest about peace of mind
Facts are only lies not truths that are lost in time
Sickness is the greatest healer and a passing fa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Reaching out for peace of mind
Me and me said it's alright
Mountain deep and rivers high
It may be coming and I know why
I know why I know why
I wore mink and I wore flesh
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Artist - The Wolfgang Press
He gave me his time in half forgotten jews
Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence
If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker)
If he's got any sense...
Ecstasy
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Artist - The Wolfgang Press