False Flags Lyrics & Chords By Dishonored

The city chews up clueless blues Pays the views and no-man's news Blades will fade from blood to sport The heroin's cut these fuses short Smokers rode a colonial pig Drink...read more

If we were being honest, I'd tell you I don't know how much more I'd take: Every morning, thinking of the junk I could be shooting into my veins, laughing at this black (and cruel)...read more