7 Weeks Lyrics & Chords By Dead Letter Opener

My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and Parliament butts Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go,...read more

Go So your still the same, there's nothing left in me Do you really think that we could save this? Now get off your feet and really do something Do you really think it matters...read more

you rip my guts with ever sharp word when you use that monster hiding underneath your tongue my words don't, they don't work on you no they don't work like they used to. ...read more