None More Black Lyrics

None More Black Chord and Tabs

Banned From Teen Arts The perfect mix of music and traffic. I'm so stoked about breathable oxygen. "so long" is ...
Banned From Teen Arts Chords and Tabs

Bizzaro Me Stick to all the unstuck obligations you've pasted on me. The awkwardness you construct in conversat...

Dinner's For Suckers Stop. Drop the medicine. I don't feel normal. I never did. Room start spinning. Make boredem useful ...
Dinner's For Suckers Chords and Tabs

Drop The Pop The news hit me like a ton. I didn't know what I was waiting for. That day came like a rolling thund...

Everyday Balloons It's more than fists and phases. It goes beyond life's little changes. It's not enough. Banks, bombs...

Ice Cream With The Enemy Face it. I'm catching all your drifts. They're blowing eastward, through my door and out my window. ...

M.A.T.T.H. Bombs away! The plan is all in attack. Fuck the history books, they're harder to read than the facts...

Never Heard Of Corduroy I've taken tongue to pen and ink to blood stream... the venemous kind. I've spilled my guts on your ...

Nods To Nothing Make the killing and wipe the blade, As it exits out my brain. Anti-social middle name. Save it. So ...

Risk Management "Who said, anybody likes you? You'll find out." Opened minded with an open mouth. My throa...
Risk Management Chords and Tabs

The Affiliates If it wasn't for the windows, my eyes would go to shit. If it wasn't for the time I killed today, wo...

The Ratio Of People To Cake Too much. Way too much to bleed. The red light's gone and ruined everything... the broadcast and the...

Wishing There Were Walkways Dedication. Testing 1-2-3. I'm glad you proved it to yourself. You don't have to prove it to me. Det...

Zero Tolerance Drum Policy Blindfolded and back to the door. I'm sitting silent with these open arms ready to strange me. Cut t...
Zero Tolerance Drum Policy Chords and Tabs

Genuine Malaise & Misery These words in songs that I don't know if they've affected me. It's been 13 years and I can't say I'...

I'll Buy You The Fucking Single I don't know what to do with myself when I'm down. Patience is paper thin, it draws blood when I'm d...

iScrapbook Somewhere I cracked a smile down Harbourton Rd. Now I feel all right. Half past the minute before mi...

Oh, There's Legwork I don't belong, singing these anthems. This fever is cunning. Deadly, it's running straight for the ...

Peace On Mars, Cause You Ain't Gonna Get It Here You. Me. The bark of the tree. Eating of the grass. Easy to spit out. Not the first. The bite it hur...

Traffic Is A Global Word The day is airy. The spring window's open. I got one leg out, yeah and I just might descend. It's ...

10 Ton Jiggawatts If my head could start the argument. You know it would. Never good at accepting compliments. That al...

D Is For Doorman (Come On In) I know this guy with an agenda to his name. He calls himself my friend, but I don't want to know him...

I See London I'm locking all the doors. I'm busting up the mirrors. Reflection is a dirty thing. It seems that's ...

Majestic Twenty-nine years into life. Some things, I still can get right. Priorities may never be straight. T...

My Wallpaper Looks Like Paint Forty miles from the city. Sitting in traffic isn't fun. Crucifix stabbed in soil, to a father from ...

Opinions & Assholes How can I make this a metaphor for how you spit on this, For how you make me feel. Your 'sorry' give...

Under My Feet I'm up here in my bedroom. I'm never coming out. I've got some rearranging that I've got to figure o...

We Dance On The Ruins Of The Stupid Stage I got a semi hollow body on my chest. My back hurts. My throat is feeling stressed. I swear by the e...

Who Crosses State Lines Without A Shirt? Late night creepin's got me tangled up in secrets I don't like. I'm not the type for the white belt ...

With The Transit Coat On Hey Mr. Postman, quit bringing me lemons. There's far more than I can use. They're tumbling out of m...

Yo, It's Not Rerun I built a room smaller than the pendulum. Future's looking cracked up. It's more than just a patch j...

You Suck! But Your Peanut Butter Is OK Would you exist without all the fists the music clenched for you. You're dressed up like a full-bodi...

Zing-Pong I'm running on empty, I'm running on overdrive to pave the way. I'm thinking too busy, I'm thinking ...
Zing-Pong Chords and Tabs

Burning Up The Headphones i can feel my order splitting through the heart ?dumping need and sending sickness to the gut? yeah ...

Invisible Suitcases We're at an age where the night spills after hours Experience wears thin from time and use I'm getti...

Nothing To Do When You're Locked Away In A Vacancy shooting, fleeting get onto the set at night play it and repeat it if you don't then the people won'...

That's So Franco What's with tonight? Inspiration says to "write a song about tonight." Maybe a sound about...

What's Inside Bone Slap device on a weekend but don't call me superstitious when mirrors feel like glass and ladders ...