Counterpoint Lyrics & Chords By Fiona Burnett

Late at night, I'll run through the streets and empty corridors. I'll find my counterpoint Inside a red room locked behind a door I keep holding my head up holding it up....read more

rat, rat, rat bourgeois interest dressed vultures who suck like leeches scratching and teething egos check cheques in transit rank oppositions headline collisions rat eat...read more