lyrics
maybe it will come down to a number just like before,
but nobody's standing around with a gavel
your clothes didn't fit
the ones that I tried on
the ones that you wore
bury the shit in a twelfth page attic
time isn't profound, by itself, that you've known
it can't crumble and shake to break the foundation
yet things fall apart at the behest of a few
or when good men watch and do nothing
stand down, it can't make us healthy
what has been traded for calm and for us?
credits
from
Twelfth Page / Lasso,
track released September 14, 2011
Drums: Parker Cipolle
Everything Else: Brendan Codey
Written by Brendan Codey
Recorded and Engineered by Zaheer Elly
Produced and Mixed by Zaheer Elly and Brendan Codey
Mastered by Mark Trewella at Full Circle Mastering
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