Contribution To The Critique Lyrics & Chords By Higher Rites

Number One likes her, Number Two digs her back: she makes her feel all that jazz. Number One doesn't know about Number Three, thinks Number Two only works one ass. Gotta get your hands...read more

We loved when the rain called. We'd move without a sound. Our eyes gazed high under night skies. Now, I'm only a man. I'm only a man. We'd collide like bats...read more

And every soldier's face is burnt, and it's a mask with a flash. And their hands are turned to rifles now, and they kill everything they touch. So I watch the trees swaying in...read more

I wake up. This feeling. There's spiders under my covers. The ghosts from my past standing over my bed. I'm leaving. Can't take it. So I throw off all the bed...read more

Piece this together and it's always a fight This puzzle's intact and you're always right The sky could fall, the bliss of beginning replaced with an end And the sky could fall,...read more