Тексты песен The Juliana Theory

Dad, your boy is about to fall. He walks the razor's edge. He's on the brink of fading out. He's at his bitter end. Dad, your boy who used to run, you taught him how to crawl. He left home to find his

by brett detar Hold everything dear, in your hand. In a moment it's gone, everything that you love disappears. Hold everything close, 'cause you may outlast it. Memories are all that remain of the wa

The canopy above my head is all I see Another day Another night I'm lying here Falling asleep I sure hope that they do not think I'm lazy And I hope that they don't think that I'm a slob I hope that I