Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Broken Social Scene, You're like a messiah, pal
Little kingdoms in your chest
I
By Broken Social Scene, Used to be one of the rotten ones and
By Broken Social Scene, You come in, check my time
You've got fornication crimes
I've seen
By Broken Social Scene, Heard about your wife and kids where we slept
Felt their
By Broken Social Scene, All your kind, they're coming clean
They shut their eyes, their
By Broken Social Scene, Looks just like the sun, looks just like you
Looks just
By Broken Social Scene, All these people drinking lover's spit
They sit around and
By Broken Social Scene, Then when you let it
You asked for nothing
Why don't you
