GroverGirl lyrics
GroverGirl lyrics
"Through With You Lyrics"
TAXES ON THE FARMER FEEDS US ALL Lyrics
(Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) (D) - (A) - (E) (A) We worked through Spring and Winter, through (D) Summer and through (A) Fall But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (E) steadiest of us all It (A) wo
(Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) (D) - (A) - (E) (A) We worked through Spring and Winter, through (D) Summer and through (A) Fall But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (E) steadiest of us all It (A) wo
Dark faces all around me,
No fear is what I?ve learned,
In the night I can?t help but wonder,
Where do I go from here?
Cold and shaking not ready for an aching,
Death is what I live for and pain is what I?d die for.
Thrown down on spikes and I have smashed my head,
Against these broken pipes one too many times,
My hands bleed an immortal blood,
My heart is open and has been crushed.
Bleed little girl bleed is a
Had Enough Lyrics
I've had enough, morning papers chill me to the bone, Eyes sewn shut, stilted conversation breaking up, Heads cracking up, biological depression, drugs aren't enough, The travesty of science waking up, I've had enough,
ll I can think,I've had enough, morning papers chill me to the bone, Eyes sewn shut, stilted conversation breaking up, Heads cracking up, biological depression, drugs aren't enough, The travesty of science waking up, I've had enough,
As death is something that has been to far from coming,
I?m ready for anything and I don?t want to blink,
All I can think about is what is headed my way,
A flash of lightening and everything is clear.
Thrown down on spikes and I have smashed my head,
Against these broken pipes one too many times,
My hands bleed an immortal blood,
My heart is open and has been crushed.
Die little girl die is all I can say,
Fridays Angels Lyrics
Your heroes stare with glossy smiles (Friday's Angels) They always had that special style (Friday's Angels) Standing naked dressings at trial (Friday's Angels) You'd give anything to be there for a wh
But my head is pounding why am I bleeding,Your heroes stare with glossy smiles (Friday's Angels) They always had that special style (Friday's Angels) Standing naked dressings at trial (Friday's Angels) You'd give anything to be there for a wh
I cant breath anymore soffication every night,
Hands wrapped around my neck,
So tightly that I am sure I am a sacrifice.
Thrown down on spikes and I have smashed my head,
Against these broken pipes one too many times,
My hands bleed an immortal blood,
My heart is open and has been crushed.
Ripping out my hair,
Throwing up my food,
Cutting on myself,
And I?m trying not to be rude!
Thrown down on spikes and I have smashed my head,
Against these broken pipes one too many times,
My hands bleed an immortal blood,
My heart is open and has been crushed.
Put yourself in my position,
Take a look at me,
My face is a vision,
Of a little girl who bleeds.
Boom, a shot of gunfire,
Pow, hits me right in my chest,
I?m bleed I?m dieing,
I?m taking my last breath.
(breath into mic)