Fb Lyrics & Chords By Driven

Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper Peter's pecker picked another pickle bearing pussy pepper, why? Meeting John Dale's Jr.winked an eye point and point a...read more

The last hope fades away, like sand crumbling through my fingers. Once more, I'm left in the cold, reminding myself from tales once told. Guilt eats my head. I'm not sinking in...read more

All we know is steel and stone We're worked to the death, we're worked to the bone Spreading ourselves thin, striping ourselves bare We turn the screws too beaten to care ...read more

Hold my hands above my head. I wait for you to ruin me. Caressed by warmth. It tastes so sweet. It takes sleep. Can you say to me that you like it this way? You can't take it back....read more