Founds total 3 songs
Read My Mind
if only people ran the show. if only traffic weren't so slow. if only thoughts would come and go. this is the nothingness i know. . read my mind. come on if you read my mind.
Revolver
We are the morbid and the abstract. We are the breeding mammals with bad backs. Our messiah on the cover of magazines has a black lung an i.v. of nicotine.
Revolver
Half cocked and fully loaded. Not even trying to sugar coat it. You're aimed to me but you're shootin' blanks. And it doesn't hurt, thanks but no thanks.
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