Fucksauce Lyrics & Chords By She Died Real Pretty

get this bus moving, get it moving, get this bus moving. still trying to catch her breath. still trying to catch her breath, she turned her face to look at him, Ben, the guests...read more

"The pot is empty, but what we have gained along the way is greater than gold." The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow Is nothing more than a constellation prize For those who...read more

You'll never see me pull another stunt like this again, It's just not me. This box of rocks settles to the bottom of the sea. So don't bother... not this time. ...read more

Waldo. waldo. waldo. waldo. Where can, where can he be? Where can, where can he be? Waldo! where can he be! Where is waldo? where's waldo? Waldo where are you? And are you...read more

lying awake in my attic room... a clock struck six, a clock struck, i am inexperienced... but i can do whatever you give me to do, where does this ship go?...read more