Cursive Lyrics
Cursive Lyrics
"The Martyr Lyrics"
Keep Trying Lyrics
I offer little resistance It's a pitiful existence Your industry is polluting me and my mind And I can barely find the time To re
I offer little resistance It's a pitiful existence Your industry is polluting me and my mind And I can barely find the time To re
And so it's begun
This is year one
The birth of a child in the form of a man
Wrapped in towel
Passed out on the floor
These drunken hours -- graces deflowered
Cast down by an angel
She used to kiss his weeping eyes
Depressed in her bosom
Tears roll off he
CHICAGO (CHI-TOWN) BLUES Lyrics
Maurice White, Jon Lind, Nicky Brown & Brock Walsh Booker T's at the front door Saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the
r nipple Maurice White, Jon Lind, Nicky Brown & Brock Walsh Booker T's at the front door Saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the
Sweet baby, don't cry...
Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel --
You only feel sorry for yourself
Well, get on that cross
That's all you're good for...
And thusly it ends
Depression seeps in on a lonely messiah
Now he drinks wi
Skanking Song Lyrics
If youve got this haircut, then you might well wear a hat. 'Coz its shorter at the front, and then its longer at the back. They call this s
th the lepers If youve got this haircut, then you might well wear a hat. 'Coz its shorter at the front, and then its longer at the back. They call this s
Losing a limb, his better half
A glass once half full
A head hung half-mast
He claims he's the victim
Strangled by the nine-to-five
And a pattern of stillness
That haunted this still life
Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel
Drifting empty outer space. Looking for euphoric end. Searching for the perfect end. Running for you useless. They'll try to break
And that's how you thrive
Your sorrow's your goldmine
So write some sad song about me
Screaming your agonies, playing the saint
The Martyr...
The Martyr...
The Martyr...
The Martyr...
The Martyr...
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