The Beautiful Lyrics & Chords By Chris Standring

Yeah, in a quest to become colorless I exhault my eyes with a most profound trust Yet they are masters at deception I wonder why a black 4 leaf clover Prince Be sends a purple...read more

There's a bar on my head There's a cross for my bed There's my heart in my hand There's my stick in the sand Here where the world starts spinning round take...read more

With just two weeks to go We've hidden all our notes. Just look at what we've done Now we're closer to moving on When did this get old? We're tired and it shows...read more