Morbus Lyrics & Chords By Medkit

I don't dream it seems. They're brown, frayed, blue, faded Things Do me your worst I'm in your waters, So I'm your prisoner. Waist deep, Within a fountain On...read more

In wide angles the time billows up. Your sharp tale sings like the wind in the wires to me. (But) You're infected, so you won't be devoured. Connecting the seams. ...read more