Setting it up with always such confusion
Always time for games
It has to be now, it's nothing new
Makes you feel so alive, all senses aware
Took it this far, someone will pay
You're just unreal
No damage for now
I can't believe a single word that you say
Your cover has been blown
I see right through you
I swear you're making it up
Ya I've heard it all, sure gets around
I swear you're making it up
Well truthfully, it's what you do
Hello, so long
In the end you just don't have a clue
Won't play along
Never wanted anything from you
Can't stand it another day
You’ll find something to cry about
A grown-up going on twelve years old
Your own set of rules
I can't solve the riddle, it's half-time for you
Need repair
The creature you are, target your prey
What big ordeal
credits
from The Floor Is Yours,
released February 15, 2014
Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Written by Butch Gerald
Drums Engineered by Steve Foley
Catherine Sugrue: Vocals
Butch Gerald: All Guitars & Bass, Drums, Synths, Vocals
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