Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By Bayside, Baby Britain feels the best
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated
By Bayside, Pound my knuckles hard against the floor. My head against
By Bayside, I'm trying to create something that's not there.
A spark
By Bayside, My friend,
You're always the last one to leave those dimly
By Bayside, Butter on a summer day
When she's around
I was on the
By Bayside, It's getting cold.
Thought it was too soon to tell
By Bayside, Tony, your life's not over,
But you've given up all you
By Bayside, This isn't who I am.
From confidence to self doubt,
By Bayside, When winter falls next year,
I’ll be holding on to