Có 10 tác phẩm của tác giả New Amsterdams, The

 All Our Vice / Clandestine 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could get to stick. Every night under the table with the sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic lead but somehow…

 Asleep At The Wheel 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
The light I followed tonight is only as bright as the highway. The sight, try as I might, I can't keep the weight from my eyes. We never will make…

 Hanging On For Hope 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
Are you hanging on for hope? The clock strikes past the hour. Is the pain enough to choke the life out? You may never get to sleep. Your time is…

 Poison In The Ink 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
Some might say it's over rated, staring at their shoes. You're arrows don't have poison but they bruise. I can't make peace with you. All my heart is on these…

 The Spoils Of The Spoiled 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
There was honor among the thieves, the only truth I could believe. But, when the lies applied to me and mine it's better left unsaid. We could write the hit…

 Are You True? 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
Sending a sobering scent. It's all in my hands to repent. Spectacular sin that take discipline to stop. Ellis is hardly a fiend. It's achingly clear I can see. The…

 From California 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
Uncommon amount of the time at home, hardly a word on the telephone. Finally find the time to get to know you. Still mapping it out like a master plan,…

 Hover Near Fame 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
I'll trust as far as I can spit. You can read deep into it. New York nightlife isn't shit without a storyboard. I don't think much impresses me like a…

 The Smoking Gun 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
An empty house will leave you fatherless. The cycle is coming around like my mother did, but it's in her blood. Oh, my brother. You've gotten over it, gotten older…

 Worse For The Wear 

 New Amsterdams, The | 13 năm trước
All my life I've been waiting. It get's older, it's over me. I'd speak but it fails me. So the dike in the damn stops the leak. Maybe it's me…