Калитка Lyrics & Chords By Саманта Смит

This is the sound of "can't happen here" raging so loud it could happen this year. We wouldn't be here to voice frail objection. We were out of town for local elections. And...read more

Me Home is killing me. I can't stand to hear one more person degrading themselves. I can't bear the lack of compassion. I can't bear the lame repetition. I can't bear the...read more

I saw you in the hall, a charming Rotc doll, staring at the girl walking just steps ahead of me-when she passed and you stared at her ass, my eyes met yours and I felt like ...read more

"I did not know how much was ended. When I look back now from this high hill of my old age, I can still see the butchered women and children lying heaped and scattered all along the...read more

They'll barely contain themselves when aisle after aisle of red, white and blue go on sale in discount bins, marked out of fashion. ...read more