For The Press Lyrics & Chords By The Holy Mess

by then I'd had enough I couldn't stand to watch you die so I died first, that's how I survived now I can't feel the ground tremble beneath my feet and I won't...read more

well i'm finding myself laughing the days away. familiar faces sitting next to me. i'm thinking something i thought i'd never say. i'm finding out just what i need. and...read more

To draw a line under it, all the bitterness, means letting go and forever forgetting it. Because I spent all my nights awake, stuck in the same place, finding out in the hardest way...read more

Last chance at dying young Last love, I was never enough Stand cold, and cast your stones Drink, dry lip, lighting up Stargazers, I don't give a fuck It's all on hold from...read more

The air is filled with dust and smoke The cities burned down long ago Washed in fear, we salvaged hopes We walked the same abandoned roads I dance to the here and the now I...read more