The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
The Spill Canvas
Aim, snap, fall
The bitter wind weaved it's way
Through the trees so tall
Colors invading sight
I think I've found my new addiction tonight
The (the) phone (phone) call (call)
Left me paralyzed from the waist down
The pureness of it all
And then your siren began to sing
I know this may be redundant
But I think it bares repeating
I think I've found my other half
I swear I've found my better half
I think I've found my other half (aim, snap, fall)
I swear I've found my better half
I think I've found my other half (aim, snap, fall)
I swear I've found my better half
Here we go