Pressbyråns Fikarum Lyrics & Chords By Guds Gungstol

You come out in droves; Protectors of an ancient code. You'd like to know What would become of you and yours If left alone. So, with that pride destined to find Itself on...read more

city in rust, along the bottom edge time creeps slow when you spend it all counting down city in mud, softened to readjust make big change when you live your life day to day ...read more