Album by Eighteen Visions
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