Cut From Our Own Dust Lyrics & Chords By The Out_circuit

Open up your chest It stinks like acrylic paint Encrusted tar Half chicken dark Fair your bones For a spot on the guestlist Complimentary analgesics At least six drink tickets...read more

Now here, no where. Grey paint on grey canvas. No focus, no ambition, just a world of distraction. We step into the wheel and let it turn, turn, turn, turn. Try slowdance your way out...read more

We keep exchanging glances all night long until at last her friends go home That's when my heart starts beating faster Outside, the Santa Ana Winds are blowing hot Inside, some...read more

I see you standing over there alone. Crying on the telephone. I'm sure its safe to say you've seen your better days... You must have heard what everyone said, ...read more

The Gulls of the Atlantic Ocean calling my home collect on a telephone, like a family boy locked up for the crimes that he done like a father dies for his son. They say, "where ya...read more