Some Bread Lyrics & Chords By Fulton Girls Club

lying awake in my attic room... a clock struck six, a clock struck, i am inexperienced... but i can do whatever you give me to do, where does this ship go?...read more

get this bus moving, get it moving, get this bus moving. still trying to catch her breath. still trying to catch her breath, she turned her face to look at him, Ben, the guests...read more

Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. I am a prophet: more calamities; more death;...read more

Give me a beat and i'll show you how i dance I'll be the partner that misleads We'll chase the ground and come up for air for the last time This is the scene that we set...read more

One breath One breath can change a perception entirely and why we weaken in this state and i could never face This day reverting the air is changing the rain we feel the wind...read more