Fritz Brickle Lyrics & Chords By Snow Roller

Mature, mature, mature With controlled adult allure Do I age like warm Coke? Do I age like cheap jokes? I'm not sure I'm mature I'm scared of fame We spread filth on...read more

Hey. I don't like your friends. I don't want to wake up. I don't want to wake up in a new era pulled from the middle. Days replacing weeks. Months in my own bed, on the l train, in the...read more

I've stowed away everything in boxes and old spaces trying to keep my senses. The only place I want to be is listening to Elvis in your front seat, faking a life in the fifties. It's...read more

I can say confidently that no one in this room could claim any sort of personality. This isn't anything worth getting into. If anything you did made any sense, then we wouldn't be...read more

On the car ride back home Your rage is bursting through the radio and I know This rage is perfect, it's loud and clear But I'll never seem to get it I'll just drown in beer ...read more