Citric Acid Lyrics & Chords By The Rising Sons

On the seventh hour of the seventh day The seventh son was looking for a seventh stage get away The word came down from a blinding light You got one chance, baby, baby, you...read more

I was born into a scene of angriness and greed, dominance and persecution. My mother was a queen, my dad I've never seen, I was never meant to be. And now I spend my time looking...read more