Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By Eighteen Visions, poetic madness drains from my mind.
you've fucked me there
By Eighteen Visions, god damn, you were the best.
a dozen roses couldn't say
By Eighteen Visions, this is how we rock. yeah.
this is our revolution. yeah.
this
By Eighteen Visions, I know you can move in that black velvet. yeah.
so
By Eighteen Visions, she's a pretty girl.
she's a model in the studio.
she's a
By Eighteen Visions, the piano players dead.
someone shot him in the head.
I want
By Eighteen Visions, swallow me as I become a living blaspheme.
force fed by
By Eighteen Visions, No motive here.
He could've been programmed to kill.
the beatles
By Eighteen Visions, I want to taste you naked on the fuckinf floor.
so