Founds total 7 songs
Bring It On
My queen of the Bronx. Blue eyes and spitfire. I saw you walking back and forth about another boy. Thinking that you may want to leave. . So give me the fevers that just won't break.
Boxer
Got your pride and your prose. Tucked just like a Tommy gun. Somewhere in the smoke. Just in case you need it. . I know you got your pride and your prose.
Boomboxes And Dictionaries
I took a drive today. I thought about you. I thought about a friend who passed. And how much we just went through. . I saw the sun shine off the hood of a Cadillac.
Blue Jeans & White T-shirts
We are the boys from Little Eden. We are the hardest Saturday nights. Drank from the fountains of the fireworks. Sweat and bone for a better life. . We like our choruses sung together.
Blood Loss
My first love was an arsonist. Black eyes, deep set and avarice. Red lips built like a tomb. You'll never get out of this (some day I'll see to this).
Black Betty And The Moon
My love, my love, you're the sting of the scorpion. Consider, now, the angels, a little lower than you. And they twist and they turn, and they hold their breath 'til it's blue.
Behold The Hurricane
I'm in love with the night. Every breath of this house creaking. I'm familiar with the cold and the windows and the doors. And the sound of my heart beating.
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