Thrillhouse Lyrics
| Song | Thrillhouse |
| Artist | Spraynard |
| Album | The Mark Tom Patrick Show |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| this picture is gathering dust, so every few years i'll brush it off | |
| along with the memories of all the friendships i've held so close to me | |
| it's getting warm outside, so maybe i'll meet you underneath the highway | |
| and we can shred the concrete until our arms are weak from lifting each other up | |
| i forget everything that you said when you told me not to talk to strangers, | |
| now these people seem so different | |
| every kid that gave us food and a makeshift bed; | |
| we hope you know it means everything to us. |
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