Июль Lyrics & Chords By Jeff

Words turn into flowers into paper into plastic cups That tie around a figure that was planted in the snow. And often is the case that you have set yourself Specific goals you...read more

So, a man and a woman popped out a baby And the prince of dysfunction, boy on a string From a suburban palace, he walked out to freedom Enslaved to a concept in the world of a king...read more

No you don’t see the danger You say the good only die young There’s a crowd growing out there Waiting for the starting gun I got a bad feeling about it I know you hate...read more

I've no number if you want to call Massif Centrale There's an ivy crawling on my gate I stay up late Sleep in gardens where I play my lute Where I laid my roots Now the...read more

we carved our names in the side of a giant tree then all the leaves came down and pressed us into the concrete cracks on the side walk I thought we were skipping steps on a tight...read more