Versed Lyrics & Chords By After The Thought

They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, His pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, He waited...read more

brick dust in my knuckles, a copper adams-apple, i'm a wincing individual. given our situation, it's a given the room is swelling. has my racket become invalid? if...read more

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underdog shake it up. i am living proof, saliva. show your teeth and have one more drink powder, wadding, shot. don’t move an inch. have a hissy fit. concentrate ...read more

one more whiskey, one more yellow smile, once more chance to set my cells on fire. i haven’t moved for hours but i’m skipping beats, everything feels so sad and so sweet. ...read more