1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!
Never ask me how I am.
Couldn't give a... Well dime.
Walk into a room that's full and instantly start talking about you.
So deiceving, self absorbed.
Chaine...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
We all call for change.
It becomes automatic.
Your wasting my time by apologizing.
I've come to expect this little from you.
It all ends in tears anyway.
My thoughts are captive.
M...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
2, 3, 4, go!
i can't ever experience, anything like this freedom you've given me.
you set me on my feet and you sanctified me.
working through this car of death and sin galore.
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Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
I'm justified, I'm sanctified in you
I'm nothing less
Torn apart inside myself
A dripping bloody mess
I need your love, your strength to guide
Facing life renewed
Each day in you I...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Who needs God when you're like me?
I'm driving off a cliff.
I got everything in technology.
I'm driving off a cliff.
Why should I brake my zone of comfort?
I'm driving off a cliff....Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Did you see it?
Could you sense the tension?
Thickness was building,
Yet for a surprise crimson starlight.
Your chanting my curse.
It's a lovesick dead end.
Your whitewashed lies.
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Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Gurgling, gasping for air.
I need the breath of life.
The breath of life.
The breath of life.
I am weak from the fight and I can still hear them celebrating victory.
Wipi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
I'll tell, tell ya when we get there.
I got a problem, it wasn't always there.
Suddenly my room mates are drinking,
Drinking way, way, way, way too much beer
And pukeing up, pasing...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
Heart ripped indecision, my pain
Death, breaking, decaying
Twisting my inside while trying
Enduring cause failing
Hope fleeting diminished
Lost cound last track
One time noose fold...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss
The need to realize
Shot, shot, shot, blank
Staring down the barrel of my arm
Shot, shot, shot, dead
It's over drawn black
Shot, shot, shot, red
No restrictions
Sucking eyes inward...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ninety Pound Wuss