Precarity Lyrics & Chords By The Hands Of The Wrong People

A life of work, is a life of crime You pay your taxes, you serve your time All that money, where does it go? Schools, prisons, hospitals, roads Government funding of military...read more

So i asked my girlfriend to pretend. that she was foreign. i asked her to imagine. that she came from spain. and i told her to whisper in my ear. and in spanish. and if you do this for...read more

i thought i was meant for something more than where i reside in the space between the cracks along the floor and i couldn't know what i'd become buried deep inside in a place...read more

you need the taste of blood to know that you're alive, oh alive because you just don't wanna die you need to hear my breath to know that i'm around, oh around and we...read more

I know I could be there for you If you just come half way there Here is a pen and paper to write. We'll make a plan and enact it tonight I just got to get myself out of this...read more