The Irish Mental Health Hotline Lyrics & Chords By The Answering Machine

With split lips, oh a smile can be hard. Dirt, blood, grit, a catalogue of youthful scars. They made it clear from the very start that pain lies beyond the cries of damned young...read more

I like to see everything unwind Just suppose that you’re on my mind I need to sleep but my eyes won’t close That’s the way keep me on my toes She needs to go to her home She...read more

'Coz it's alright To go out at night and forget who you are Alright Then it's up in the morning and back to the start Hello conscience how do you do I've come a long way to...read more

Victoria, have they locked you in the cold room? My darkest fears have come true and never more am I to hold you. Heavy weather in my ashtray, heaven knows how things...read more

Pack up your accents, pack up your batteries Now go marching back to the factory A bunch of dresses, down to the mattress Car park asphalt tastes good, actually Pack up your...read more