The Choice Lyrics & Chords By The New Yorker

Your antidote for sickness Is the source of my cure In a different form of course With more pleasure I am sure They help me deal with the pain To enhance the pleasure of this...read more

I don't know what you expected I don't know what else you've heard But I guess you think you got what's coming to you And I got what I deserve I won't tell...read more

I can read your thoughts not your words and their killing me I can feel the hurt through the lies and it's killing me Wake up Your words paralyze Wake up Your trust will...read more

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Jocko's advice Intellect to concise For me to understand But Who are you to say to me What shouldn't be And make out my plan Did you ever think that I could be week Then...read more