Praças Lyrics & Chords By Última Dança

In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ring, from Mark. A token of esteem. Running through ghost closet locker rooms, to hide from Peter, who has fallen to the old...read more

She's like a ghost to me Drifting slowly Never wanting to stay Anticipation growing Blacked out with X's for eyes They won't lead you to answers Abandoned one too many...read more

Thing to Remember when writing figures of speech and sound The Power of poetry comes from the ability to defy logic Defy logic often Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is...read more

Your psycho babble is so alien to me And I don't understand your psychotherapy I don't want your conversation, I don't need no explanation When you spout your blah, blah, blah...read more

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