Cold Shoulders Lyrics & Chords By The Scrapes

Clutchin' your glass, spittin' your ash Sold my heart as petty cash On the telephone, say you're comin' home But we both know that you won't Once I saw...read more

There's a shining at the skyline and its twisting manifesting into something big you can try to hide but it won't do a thing next level more than anything seen we take over...read more

One dozen white ones They all go to I get cold shoulders And i go to sleep One would have given the lazy eye Falling drunken, deaf and blind Meeting decent people Run...read more