Batteries Lyrics & Chords By Ian Ball

Batteries are dead, you're writing answers on the palms of your hands. they've drawn out their plans, put pictures in frames to count down the days. he should have been there...read more

Come to where oblivion counts you in Come to where your time is not running out Come to where regrets are deemed as sin Come to where no question are allowed Pack your bags and...read more

(Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da) This is the one and only, Trina, yeah (Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da) Ginuwine, yeah, what up, [Incomprehensible]? You ready for this? Some...read more