Album by American Taxi
Number of Lyrics in Album : 6
By American Taxi, There's a lightning under the ceiling Every struck kid looking for
By American Taxi, The sun came down like a fever Lit up the receiver When
By American Taxi, I pray for the worst to hear you bitch about
By American Taxi, We're living in her dad's car Been high for days We look
By American Taxi, You were the last thing I saw when I dropped out
By American Taxi, Matchbooks under cigarettes Lighting your silhouette Just accept, I'll say anything This place