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This song was actually recorded at a studio in Brooklyn, NY. I just wanted to share it with all of you good folks since you've been so kind in the past.
I'm working on other stuff that I'll be uploading shortly.
Hope you're all doing well and continue producing such fascinating creations!
I'm working on other stuff that I'll be uploading shortly.
Hope you're all doing well and continue producing such fascinating creations!
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Lyrics
I'm still holding on
Here but nothing more.
Like the perfect punch-line, waiting for its turn.
Traffic light says go,
People start to walk.
Color blinded eyes see yellow and keep it slow.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just hold my breath and drag through blurry days. No.
I'm like adjusting eyes, can't see in the dark but get to eventually.
Call it what you wish.
Call it apathy.
Tell me I'm aloof and I should be ashamed.
Treat me like a kid.
Treat me like I'm 4,
Teach me all the lessons that you never learned.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just hold my breath and drag through blurry days. No.
I'm like adjusting eyes, can't see in the dark but get to eventually.
Tell me what it means, even if it hurts.
Show me all the lessons that you never learned.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just close my eyes and live through blurry days. No.
I won't just hold my breath, or bite my tongue and whisper at times when I would rather scream.
Here but nothing more.
Like the perfect punch-line, waiting for its turn.
Traffic light says go,
People start to walk.
Color blinded eyes see yellow and keep it slow.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just hold my breath and drag through blurry days. No.
I'm like adjusting eyes, can't see in the dark but get to eventually.
Call it what you wish.
Call it apathy.
Tell me I'm aloof and I should be ashamed.
Treat me like a kid.
Treat me like I'm 4,
Teach me all the lessons that you never learned.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just hold my breath and drag through blurry days. No.
I'm like adjusting eyes, can't see in the dark but get to eventually.
Tell me what it means, even if it hurts.
Show me all the lessons that you never learned.
If there was a word for lack of motive and dismay,
I'd be too lazy to actually find out what it meant.
I can't just close my eyes and live through blurry days. No.
I won't just hold my breath, or bite my tongue and whisper at times when I would rather scream.
Feter
a blast ... very powerful band ...performace .and singing ..
great guitars indeed ...just to so tight ...Kudos ...
thnx alot for sharin !!!!