The Evening Lyrics & Chords By Secondhand Stories

blood burns clean. i can piss gasoline. what you're willing to waste i can smell, almost taste. see these lights in my eyes. they record a life of crime. fingers all wrapped around....read more

take one for the team. cool kids know what I mean. can still stand up we're in control through losing blood from every hole. that's how it happens. it's the way it...read more

Tell me that its over Tell me that this don't matter You said a joke it's not funny You said I take you for granted No And you know I never gave up on you But when we...read more

I can see from here to venice and everywhere i look it's in us close the door this might be the last time put yourself in my shoes it's not hard friend you've been there before...read more

You better lock those doors down. you better pretend you're asleep. you better hope they won't hear. you better pretend you're asleep. no one here will rescue you. you...read more