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MY CRUSH

SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES

Stick Season

Dial Drunk

Lose Control

Dead Club City

Foreign Language

Tomorrow Is Closed

STOR MAN

STOR MAN (feat. Victor Leksell)

Midnight

Fake As Hell (with Avril Lavigne)

REVAMPED

Tell Me You Love Me (Rock Version)

Healing (Prod Quel x 3LTHEGOD x Lrbg)

ONE MORE TIME / MORE THAN YOU KNOW

ONE MORE TIME

Lyrics: when i get you sick
glue sticks
stuck since we were kids and i get confused when you use me
you use me when
when i get you sick
glue Sticks
stuck since we were kids and i get confused when you use me
you use me when
hey babe i miss you
i'm sorry for all the times i ditched you
and i dissed you and i disapproved
and i broke your shit and i sent you
with your suitcase down my street fuck
we used to skate and chase ice cream trucks
now all your friends and your family hate my guts
yes its my fault i gotta learn to hold my temper for once i'm trying so damn hard not to call
are my notes still up on your wall
did you find a new bitch and fall in love
does she know the way we used to snuggle up
and watch scary movies on your big couch
and fuck you hard on the floor to my netflix account please don't be taking no bitch over to that open house cause that was our thing
and that was our dream
and now its hard to think
that we're here and gone
wish i was on your front porch
laying in your arms
underneath the stars
hearing subaru cars
my favorite thing about this little planet of ours
when i get you sick
glue Sticks
stuck since we were kids and i get confused when you use me
you use me when
when i get you sick
glue Sticks
stuck since we were kids and i get confused when you use me
you use me when

GLUE STICKS - KILLBOY & LIL PRIM

Iconic (feat. Jax)

Deep End (from "Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom")

RUSH! (ARE U COMING?)

VALENTINE

Some of our most enduring rock and roll is built upon the following truth: Sometimes you have to replant yourself to find your roots. Nearly a decade ago, three of the four young members of Ithaca, New York, quartet X Ambassadors left home with great ambition, vowing not to look back. Like so many small-town kids before them, they yearned to find fame and fortune in the city. They wanted, as they confess in one of their most powerful new songs, to “   go big.”    And after years of hustling rock stardom felt imminent. But something was missing. Some bands never get that missing piece back, but the potentially great ones go looking for it. More often than not, the search leads them right back home. X Ambassadors’     stomping, syncopated full-length debut, VHS, is all about that exploration. Ironically it proved to be a journey — as the antiquated technology name-checked in the album’    s title indicates — through the past. 