Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for tha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
Art house director, art house director
We lost magic light until tomorrow night
Art house director, art house director
Make the waters part into an empty heart
It's been like...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
Last night I got your letter
It weighed as much as a feather
Your words fly off the screen
Saying shit that you don't mean
Tommy two-cocks, not far from the shore
Will it be all ri...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
Broken boys look good sitting on their shoes
Silent waves responds expose to fear
Library cards, rented faces, lying on the naked train
Hard parades with nothing skin
Things that b...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
(Put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes in the corner)
My favorite band is a witch
Find themselves in poet corners, and they still like to dick
It's...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
They say they’re gonna love you to the end of time
But they’re not, no they’re not
They say they’re gonna try to keep an open mind
But they’re not, no they’re not
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
I'm from the city of love
We don't feel loved
So closed, shut down
I met a broken cliff
Heartbroke feeling
So close shut down
I don't want this to change
It's nice to breathe in
S...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
You come in, check my time
You got fornication crimes
I've seen your hope on television
Where you've been, wore my word
They've got tricycles in skirts
This is a mouth that needs r...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
All the dirty fingers picking up finds
Bruised with a motherless childish mind
To be kind in the line of design
Without a proper subject
Got all apologies
Signed up to steal
Predn...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene
Trouble, my trouble, it's death
Sounds like disease with regret
A vacuum's heart or out bits
Delicate seizures and all the rest
Trouble, my trouble, mourir
Left my lungs wit...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Broken Social Scene