B&E from Bundles by Bundles

Find me a shore (that) I can sink this ship into, and start wars. I saw the island exploded. Abort, abort, abort, abort, abort! I was so sure that we could draw lines in maps and play lords. Now the ruthless have come home to roost, and pull oars. [Once in the window, once in the window I come. Once in the window and I took everything that wasn't nailed down. One in a million. I am seldom given occasion to wear gloves. Once in the window I come.] These hands have made me the tired old thing that I am. I have arrows to loose, and crimes with loose ends. I always assumed that I was a dune in the Sudan, and from a distance they all look like friends. [Chorus x 2]

• Pop Punk
• Rock
• indie
• indie rock
• post-punk
• punk
• Boston