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You’re the chill in my bones
With a handful of despair, pretender
Caught between swerving doors that don’t lead to a single trace
Your play on words is getting old
There’s no flow, on a roll
Never hurt quite this bad
Core of which we’re founded on

Why commit to more?
Quickly grasp the concept, leave it at that

I hope I’m not boring you
My life is just passing through
Eager to build any which way
Can’t read your mind for clues
Won’t long to learn from the price we paid
Wasting time, we’re just going under

It means so little, could we rekindle?
A glitch that made us vulnerable
But this chance sees us fold
A way out
Let’s have a sit down
We forgot, we’re fed up, the shared common grounds
So soon, but it’s this and that, there’s always something


Engulfed by your needs that are worshiped so
It needs to be told

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from The Floor Is Yours, released February 15, 2014
Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Written by Butch Gerald
Drums Engineered by Eric Ratz
Catherine Sugrue: Vocals
Butch Gerald: All Guitars & Bass, Drums, Synths, Vocals

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Butch Gerald Ottawa, Ontario

Hi. I'm Butch. I play stuff. I write tunes. I record. Yay. The end.

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