Statistic Form Lyrics & Chords By Griever

He clinches his fist as he swings for the fucking fences His since of abandon keeps him from deaths door. Blown knees and torn fucking muscles heart made of steel These are...read more

You let me sleep on your couch and your floor even in your bed window side You let me have the corner in your closet a place where my boxed up life could reside In return I showed...read more

I've been medicated my whole life, clouding my mind until it's dark at night. And even on the blackest of days, I muster strength to see through the haze. I've loathed those who...read more

On track to an early grave And I don't stand a chance against the monsters that my mind creates. I don't want to be here, I just want to be numb Escape the fucking people that...read more

punch the clock and assume the position and never ask for any more. live and die going through there motions and never knowing what the fuck for. turn the dollar. dig the hole deeper....read more