The Ill In Philly Lyrics & Chords By Johnny Booth

dear sir or madam i'm writing you on behalf of me and my fellow man you see we're so sick and tired of being rediscovered again i'll take the fate of texas into my own hands ...read more

I want to be dead with my friends Wide-eyed, brilliant, dynamic rest I want to be dead with my friends Where the iron sharpens the iron I want to be dead with my friends A...read more

When there was a sickness, there was a cure Right outside on the streets at the record store There once were heros that we looked up to We never thought that we would do the things...read more

We'll keep on talking this out But I've already made up your mind I've been trying to gnaw through my tongue To stop from confessing my crimes And this conversation is wearing...read more

And the olive trees, for the locust devoured them as well You will not let me die Why not The trees and fields have been picked dry yet you keep me here for what To sit at your...read more