Pockets letra

There are holes in my pockets and holes in my hands
There's no where to go but down from here

And as the floor caves in and I see whats beneath
I can only surrender to it
Feed my addiction and cure my heartache
Another smoke to slow things down but time wont wait

The Caulfield Cult - Letras

• Achilles Heel
• Another Ballad
• Burden
• Ditch
• Door Deal
• Drought
• Etched
• Everyone But Me
• Gunther
• Leaving Cemetery Junction
• Phony
• Pockets
• Sad Sack
• Sundown
• Temporary Homes
• The Rest Of The World
• White Pills
• Withdrawal Symptoms
• You Are Good