Founds total 23 songs
Poor Souls [owen Cover]
Long night. Last call. Bloodshot eyes from some drinks too tall. Breathe in deep and I swear to god I'll die. If I go home alone tonight.. . I raise my head slow hoping to find.
Windows And Doorways
bad backs and hardwood floors. i'm so sick of waking up sore. not knowing where i am. and this was a lot of fun. when the music meant something to someone.
Who Found Who’s Hair In Who’s Bed
I'm usually not one to speak out. But your decisions of late are, on all accounts,. Pretty fucked up. And not in a good way. And I heard about you and that Elli.
Who Found Who's Hair In Who's Bed?
Im usually not one to speak out. But your decisions of late are on all accounts. Pretty fucked up. And not in a good way. . And I heard about you and that Elli.
Use Your Words
Those books you've read in your youth. Like holidays at home. Continue to remind you of who you were. And who you are. . Some pages bent. The spines are creased and worn.
The Sad Waltzes Of Pietro Crespi
could you love someone enough. after all you've had and you've lost?. it's a simple question. I'm only asking 'cause I don't want to die alone. . could you love someone completely?.
That Tattoo Isn’t Funny Anymore
Well tell me again what you were thinking. When you got that bruise tattoo. Forever black and blue. And you won't say, like you don't say. Anything anyone can hold you to.
That Tattoo Isn't Funny Anymore
Tell me again what you were thinking when. (When you were). You got that bruise tattooed, forever black and blue. You won't say, like you don't say, anything.
That Mouth
As your lover. I have my doubts. But you kiss your mother. With that mouth. . You put it on me. Up and down me. We had a good time. Crossin' those lines.
She’s A Thief
You put on your raincoat. 'Cause it looks like it just might today. And you grab your keys. And you're out the door before you know where you're going.
She's A Thief
You put on your raincoat. Cause it looks like it just might today. You grab your keys, youre out the door. Before you know where youre going. . If blame, as they say, is for God and little kids.
Poor Souls
Long night, last call. Bloodshot eyes from some drinks too tall. I breathe in deep and I swear to God. I'll die if I go home alone tonight. . I raise my head slow.
One Of These Days
One of these days I'll make some money. And buy myself those things that I want. Acrylic paints, acoustic guitar strings. A new bicycle seat. I might ride over to your house each night.
In The Morning Before Work
I eat with these crooked teeth. Tomato soup and grilled cheese. But you already know that. 'Cause you're used to dine with me. . I listen to my same old CD's.
I'm Not Going Anywhere Tonight
I'm not going anywhere tonight. Because of something said. I know, I know, it was meant well. It still hurt like hell. . Its okay, it's alright. It's just that I'm a little tired of fading interest.
Good Friends, Bad Habits
I've good friends with bad habits. what am I to do?. literary romantics. they fuck like Wilde. and indulge like Hemingway. . I've good friends with bad habits.
Good Deeds
Who's going the right way down a wrong way street?. Who's making a mistake each time our mouths meet?. . You're smart you're kind easy on my eyes. I know it feels good, that's why we shouldn't tonight.
Everyone Feels Like You
A head that aches doesn't have to stay that way. Just let what's dead go. I know there's pain in leaving things all too well. . A heart that creeps doesn't have to stay that way.
Breaking Away
Well just between you and me. I don't know what I'm doing here. In your room close to you. Full of shit and free beer. . My brother, the bartender. I tip him well and I drink for free.
Bed Abuse
I spend most days in this bed that I abuse. On these pillows that you can't get used to. I spend entire days putting off that which can't wait. Until I'm knee deep in my own waste.
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