Anachronous Lyrics & Chords By Tubers

I've stowed away everything in boxes and old spaces trying to keep my senses. The only place I want to be is listening to Elvis in your front seat, faking a life in the fifties. It's...read more

Let the wheels spin out it's all a blur. releasing ever every sense that keeps me alert. and if i fall asleep while driving and spin out. let it go. leave it all behind and die....read more

When the lights go out Do you think of death? Do you make a sound? Or do you hold your breath? But tonight let's celebrate it Love or hate it, it's ours Tonight, let's...read more

Hours after, after hours Our afternoon hours are after us now We're all arms and dangerous We're all almost famous for it And I've got names for it And they're all the same,...read more

fire is motion. work is repetition. this is my document. we are all all we've done. we are all all we've done. we are all all defenses. fire is motion. is...read more