Dead End Streets Filled With Dying Passion Lyrics & Chords By Clone The Fragile

Dress it up and scent it with disgust. Shit your pants and run for your life. As days turn to weeks and the finger starts to numb. Whose toast is this? Give it to me. Who...read more

She said "I hate your fucking guts" Okay, are you done now I've got a life to live and you've got yours And I bet it's a busy life living like a whore Got all the most...read more

Lock and load, the words of a man With no gun in hand, who loads his bullets backwards I gave you shelter, the bills piled higher I hid from your past and this is how you return...read more

An army of war pigs to to do the work of one fucking man Without even trying to devise a plan Innocent citizens under suspicion Unaware of their next inquisition Domestic...read more

If words are lethal weapons you've run out of ammo Its the same old fucking same old You need to calibrate to a new debate The era of the police state Take a stand against the...read more