Art School Parties Lyrics & Chords By Fenn Macon

So this is what I missed in my last year without you: just a hundred nights that I don’t sleep alone. It fucking rules (that I don’t wake up feeling, ‘Oh no, not again. I spent...read more

I've been wasting this fucking year on the idea of getting up and moving on, but I wait around, just emptying bottles in the basement of the slovak center on my side of town. it's a...read more

I feel like I’m not myself today. I feel it in my head, I swear, I feel it in my head. And I’m concerned that I might be okay. But why? My dad is dead, I’m unemployed, and all...read more

Relations with no complications. Well, they fall out. You’ll want the one that hurt again. Then I’ll have a new one but I’ll want the old one, then I’ll go out. I’ll drink...read more

play vera lynn at my funeral, though I don't think we will meet again. I'm not morbid. I'm just forgetful and I think it'd be a funny way to end. But I can wait to get there. I know...read more