The Silver Cord Album by The Classic Crime
Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By The Classic Crime, Friends, I will keep you like trophies, In my heart
By The Classic Crime, It's like I never had time to look away Bodies
By The Classic Crime, What's it gonna take for me? I'm on my hands and
By The Classic Crime, Warm skin, smooth lips Our hearts are strong and toned our tongues
By The Classic Crime, I scrape the glass for crumbs and ask the mirror
By The Classic Crime, I've been sitting in the suicide lane on highway 99,
By The Classic Crime, Dripping wet with practiced sincerity, Cute slogans for intangible mysteries
By The Classic Crime, What great risk to truly live, We could die alone.
By The Classic Crime, Sick with regret you sputter out Your flame swallowed in
By The Classic Crime, Give me wings, Give me peace. These are the things
By The Classic Crime, Call me a liar, Call me your friend. I will
By The Classic Crime, He gets his information from overhearing conversations He doesn't ask