Warm Milk Lyrics & Chords By Matt Hartke

Don't blueprint me you casket designers You're not dead like me, you little lip-liners Some powdered nose and some stranger's skull-fucked head I want a little warm milk before...read more

Warm milk kills the taste I can feel you wake He sighs by the door And falling along this floor to you. Staying inside so I can't love you And I can't believe my worth. ...read more