Clock And Door Lyrics & Chords By Pete Thompson

[Red 1] Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon Men...read more

did the wind from the river spooking around your home also deliver the verdict on someone you thought was gone but walked together beside you to a good place to be alone ...read more

I put my finger on the pain it was nothing, it was just the smell after the rain it was nothing, it was just the warm ground beneath my feet I put my finger on the pain it...read more

Jag kan inte få nån sinnesfrid i min lägenhet. Hon stack mig med sitt hårspänne och när giftet bränner hör jag henne. När giftet sjunker kommer hon. Jag kände en rytm i...read more

Down from the balcony somebody flew saying there's nothing here for me and I've got only myself to blame for being the way that I am idiot boy, eating mud you symbolize so...read more