Newrock Lyrics & Chords By The Premier

This is the last of the washed-out summer dreams In the backseats of muscle cars and through screen doors Young love is deader than ever Blame it on gin, guilt, pills, fruad,...read more

Shh. Don't Talk. Don't say a single word, girl. Just listen. Swallowing shit is an acquired taste. ...read more

STRAIGHT EDGE Go ahead and mock me when you're the fuckin joke. Just a junkie, an alcoholic another scumbag on coke. Repulsive ways of living, not "washed up" just "never...read more

Sitting on the edge of my bed, just got up to hold my head in my hands. If I look back I just might wake you up and tell you just how good you look in your sleep. And I remember what...read more