Remember what we said. What we did, where we did, I can't say. It's just that the points between B and A were just the easiest in which to stay.
Our minds are moving too slow; we fall off our words.
Maybe when we said, "I don't know what to say," it's just that the points between B and A were just the easiest in which to stay.
Our minds are moving too slow; we fall off our words.
Life can be a constant test of our strength when the blessings turn to curses, crying on my couch trying to sleep and the TV's fighting to stay in the background. The shackles around our necks we put on ourselves, duck tape was instigated in to our mouths. It's not that something's missing, something's there we don't want. By now I figured you'd be spitting on the ground I crawl on.
All we said, we did, is done.
credits
from Every Second Home,
released July 21, 2012
Brendan Bond--Trumpet and Vocals
Gabriel Conde-Drums
Jeff Crozier--Guitar and Vocals
Jacob Hamrick--Guitar and Vocals
Henry Widener--Bass and Vocals
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