Why Make Sense When Art Is Dead Lyrics & Chords By I Spoke

Gobble bitch gobble! can you feel the grit absorbed by your throat? Its me, your porthole nutrient you cannot live without Yeah, you're tired of thinking so we offer you a new...read more

Don't forget to come back. i'm always here. right where you left me. take take take. fuck off. here's some advice. don't piss in the wind or bite the hand that feeds you. you stabbed...read more

SEAN: we are all pawns in this. it's not as simple as it appears at a glance. it would be so easy to push blame at one source. but many reivers lead to the ocean. the words we follow,...read more

The ties that bind can gag and I'm bound by boundless insignificance. Set yourself on fire if you can't feel this burn. Did you run out of ink so soon? Let my roots be my...read more

Dropped my worries to the sand and focused on the sky, the blue horizon reminded me of her as the sun outweighed the moon Falling to our tomorrow, The last glimpse of light...read more