Our Mess, Our Mark Lyrics & Chords By Good Luck

Yeah, she's a doormat So be sure to wipe your feet Scrape off all the shit You got into this week Yeah, she's used to it Two long years of it Twenty more from everyone...read more

Disguise all the thoughts running through my head and hold them back for way too long. And where have I been these days? What matters to me anyway? I said nothing, like I always...read more

I hope you fall on some bad luck, if the path you take leads up and up, yet you take such pride in mediocrity. the nail that sticks up gets hammered down, take the squeaky...read more

Primed so meticulous, stripped down to the nucleus Of everything that sickened me before I started viewing this I've read it in the glazed, painted vacant gaze of this shell of a...read more

Last chance at dying young Last love, I was never enough Stand cold, and cast your stones Drink, dry lip, lighting up Stargazers, I don't give a fuck It's all on hold from...read more