On Patrick Hill Lyrics & Chords By Loren Mazzacane Connors

My mesmerizing hands go swimming in the boiling water. I wish I could control them, but they're instruments of torture. And when I touch you there, I know it cuts you like a knife....read more

Arctic hysteria is a phenomenon that occurs in the dead of winter, primarily to women. The weeks of darkness and general sensory deprivation lead to the eventual temporary loss of a...read more

I was a king When I was twelve You couldn't touch me No, no, no, no I kept you away I didn't think about it It wasn't important I was made Get out of my way But I...read more

Well your brain is weary and your manner rough Well OK but that's enough Crazy lights, crazy fights Cotton's on the way hey Walk along sing a song and pray Mr. Genry...read more

When it comes and you get the very shudder And maybe you were not so much being like the other So get in line you're losing time Don't burn golden eagles just to feel sublime ...read more