Palos Contras Maquinas Lyrics & Chords By Von Magnet

Got a yellow fungus fever, the guacamole flu and now my lungs a whistling sponge, stand back if you were you Cause your pretty mask won't help you in a backstreet full of holes. ...read more

It's not the red of the dying sun The morning sheets surprising stain It's not the red of which we bleed The red of cabernet sauvignon A world of ruby all in vain ...read more

Silence in the Reading Room Great minds may think alike and realise the hopelessness a rebel can ignite I gave up oh, years ago I moved from shelf to shelf but I'm halfway...read more

dead time dead time, i don't know what to do i can't go on like this dead time, living now it doesn't make any sense, i tell myself again dead...read more

god oh god, oh god oh god, oh god god, god ohh god, god ohh oh my oh god oh my god, my greatest divine father i'm infinitely grateful to you for...read more