Garden Of Fugitives Lyrics & Chords By The Rapture

Mouth is made of metal, metal, metal Pocket full of yellow, yellow Pocket full of gold And I hope you find I hope you find your dream, yeah (Yea) And what did you say back to me? ...read more

You're the wizard of was, becalmed in because The nawab of no, with no place to go A grandmaster crashed, whose future has past The wazir of fear, now: Seer of the year Used...read more

I was called black and silver out of gold of mine I was called strange and still blur without remold of mine I gave myself and all that's part of me to Arthur's way...read more

No one ever talked to me Now I've forgotten how to speak A problem with my chemistry Now I can't sleep and I won't eat As soft as a strangers hand I counted every...read more

I saw you this morning on television, making your mouth go No conviction to what you say, you just hope that it works And your're making out that there's nothing else (You look...read more