Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Chevelle, I’m tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin,
Endless pain
By Chevelle, Will not be shaken and jump into this
And be persuasive
Just
By Chevelle, Grab Thy hand and
WALK
Through,
Through,
Through,
Through.
Bring me Your time,
How I long for
By Chevelle, Watch me reap up what I’ve sown
I’m made of peanuts,
By Chevelle, It seems I`ve gained the world but have nothing
To keep
By Chevelle, I liked
Having hurt --
So send the pain below,
Where I need
By Chevelle, Don’t grip, you’re choking
What life was, trying to
Lift up the
By Chevelle, They say freak
When you're singled out
The red
Well it filters
By Chevelle, Not about to try
Time to please no one
The
By Chevelle, It sometimes feels like a burden,
I want to succeed,
Is this