Four Things Lyrics & Chords By Morgan

You're hands never get cold They're always in my pockets You've got a picture of Fort Knox in your locket You say what's mine is ours and don't knock it You'd better know ...read more

I'll cram the sin down inside And bleed it out from every pore. Strip down the sword and you've got a boy. Strip down the poison, you've got a girl. Now harm us again, I bet...read more