Lopsided Lyrics & Chords By Bipolar

This is the accent of the halfhearted land Does it all make sense now? And if the ship was built in bottled sand Does it all make sense now? The anchor's kiss was scrawled in...read more

You know I tried to hold my tongue I know even a bee can get stung Locking hands and taking leave Sense just flees on such an evening Falling all around them. Leaves Were falling...read more