Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Metric, I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance
Break to love make lust
By Metric, We used to leave the blue lights on and there
By Metric, Skip town, slow down
Push it to the east coast
Step down
By Metric, Behold the fishnet slut tonight
Hustle rose goes from limb to
By Metric, Old world underground, where are you now?
Subtract my age from
By Metric, All dressed down to catch a whiff of the buzz
Smells
By Metric, There?s spring in the air
They?re sweeping the streets
Wind is a
By Metric, True beautiful one
What have you gone and done
I can see
By Metric, Lonesome for no one when
The room was empty and
War as
By Metric, Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes
Vicious