Veneer Lyrics & Chords By Parasol Caravan

A headrush Young lust Words rest on scales Wounds left in mouth pretences Hard wired senses Skin covered with trenches of the war inside She opens herself like a womb In...read more

Thirteen miles on 31 are drying All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade Thirteen miles on 31 are drying The sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten...read more