Thingy Lyrics & Chords By Aphid

I gave my money to a two-bit whore She kept me warm for an hour or more Then after she left I fell on the floor And dreamed of my life the way it was before I bet my money...read more

I have noticed lately I've been thinking (for a change) Art is torture Nothing special What's so glamorous about having no real life All my heroes are crazy bored people, ...read more