My Grave Face Lyrics & Chords By The Oscillating Fan Club

Head to the suburbs where the income is salt A wall of history for keeping them hounds out I got a secret I got a secret Right out of hideouts She had a brain that was built...read more

My legs were made of wood You kept the ground real warm You kept my spirits up When they were gone But I'm a half made man A shelter from the storm You slowed your heart...read more

Weak hunts find your hiding places The ones with strong hold tell you where it is Weekends are the times we can recover The weekends need to weak things to told Across a portal...read more

I swear I'd love anyone right now, and you wouldn't even need to try that hard. I'd say we're in love and I know how, I can always easily play that part. When I'm alone, it's so...read more

There are beasts and there are spiders Bleeding knockers on your door There are zombies here among us Carry public conversation If you building up a brick wall Your brick wall has...read more