Album by Old Roger
Number of Lyrics in Album : 6
By Old Roger, Tearing through the sky leaving trails of searing white choking on memories (and
By Old Roger, Let the sun burn the earth let the sun boil seas
By Old Roger, Fine is how I'm feeling feeling fine I am today at least my
By Old Roger, The dead of night's here and I know I shouldn't
By Old Roger, Pile of ashes on the table empty bottles here there
By Old Roger, Lay your burden on my shoulders lead it down into burning disorder watch me