Scar Culture Lyrics
Scar Culture Lyrics
"The Devout Lyrics"
When a Blind Man Cries Lyrics
If you're leaving close the door. I'm not expecting people anymore. Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor. Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't
If you're leaving close the door. I'm not expecting people anymore. Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor. Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't
Humans feed off bullshit...a numbing reminder from this self-induced critic.
I proved what I already know.
If I stood here much longer I couldn't take myself for much more than what
you already think I am. Faith was found in my self.
What is it they're looking at? What is it they're talking at? What is it
The outsider Lyrics
I will never witness your love again I will never witness your love again I will never knew the stranger in you I will never knew the strange
I will never witness your love again I will never witness your love again I will never knew the stranger in you I will never knew the strange
about you? What inspires me to attack this hollow? this shelter? this cover?
This is more than I ever want to show through my eyes...infect me...reform
me...inscribe me...release me...(for haven't you taught me i'm worthless?)
Call upon your sense of self...that natural gift they took from
you...they've ki
When Sarah smiles Lyrics
She was so young when she took the street Born too late in the mid-day heat Her parents said : "She went to America" She wasted days and she
led for your mind....they've raped your soul...and you let She was so young when she took the street Born too late in the mid-day heat Her parents said : "She went to America" She wasted days and she
them? Don't they realize these are lives. These are lives. Yours are lies.
Yours are lies.
They have raped your minds, now hear them cry out, get out, cry out, get
out. You fanatic christian-muslim fucks. If I believe everything you preach
and ever
Grand Central Station, March 18, 1977 Lyrics
{t:Grand Central Station, March 18, 1977} {st:Steve Forbert} # Transcribed by Joe Hartley {ng} {c:Capo up 2} {c:Intro riff 2x} {sot}<
y word you spit out blindly, then all you've truly taught me is {t:Grand Central Station, March 18, 1977} {st:Steve Forbert} # Transcribed by Joe Hartley {ng} {c:Capo up 2} {c:Intro riff 2x} {sot}<
godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates,
godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates,
godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates, godhates,
godhates, godhates, godhates