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
I may be a fire-fly
Catch the first train flying by
With my wits on fire
Send my legs to work it out
Send my feet to fall about
With the first train flying by
With my wits on fir...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wolfgang Press
Peace and love - a phoney kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
I somesow think this won't last
So I'm moving south
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Artist - The Wolfgang Press