Indian Beauty Lyrics & Chords By Ansatz Der Maschine

Nonsense is hanging like fruit in the tree and i wonder which one to pick you, pick me and you just can't be happy, you know too much for that how did the apple taste, Adam? ...read more

The winds are waiting quiet for the storm to make the call While the collectors of skulls prepare for war And the lights from sovereign states flicker in the dark The darkness has...read more

Light flickers in my room Planes flying by Dropping down perfume Blanket out the sky Wander through the smoke Grabbing for food Choking on the air Might pass out soon ...read more

Spoken: Into the storm Tell your mother you won't be home for Christmas this year. say you've headed south for the Promised Land. With gun in hand. When America falls the...read more

Confidence-it drops like filth in bathroom stalls. Privacy-it leaks through un-completed walls. Forced by public failures, now you must recall. You have to recall the times when...read more