State Of The Art Lyrics & Chords By Edgar Allen Floe

There's no way to find out what's inside you Until you fall into the hole You dug for yourself while you slept here Too young, too selfish, too cold And when you find out...read more

When the Cotillion arrived We threw out the television Model D 575 Has custom flute presets And Harmony-Plus in addition Now for an arm and a leg We get three half-dozen beats...read more

There's no way to find out what's inside you Until you fall into the hole You dug for yourself while you slept here Too young, too selfish, too cold And when you find out...read more

And when he plays it He plays it like a broken drum Oh yeah, you know you can’t beat it And when he plays, what he plays He’s playin’ strictly from the heart Oh yeah,...read more

Истинный (перевод xundr) There's no way to find out what's inside you Никак не узнать, что внутри тебя, Until you fall into the hole ...read more