All it took was one drop
The whole thing lost its edge
Now just shadowing
New mission; aiming low
Well, looks like your wit has lost its shine
Throw it out, it has to go
With time you will feel the sting
Can't say I really care
Just nod and disagree
Don't save, delete
Things we put up with, cannot believe
This is the game
In a blaze, it's all going down
Can't resist, recycle old trends
Standpoint, mouth to megaphone
Make one good standup prop
No room for you to tread
Proof you're conforming
Man up and show yourself
Well, it seems you're built without a spine
What's the point, nothing to show
It never means a single thing
For each one there's a spare
Just one more wannabe
It’s gotta end, can’t fuckin believe
credits
from Safety Off,
released November 11, 2013
Produced, Recorded & Written by Butch Gerald.
Mixed by Eric Ratz
Mastered by Harry Hess
Drums Engineered by Steve Foley
Sylvain Lavigne: Vocals (Lyrics for "The Crazies" & "The Pig")
Butch Gerald: All Guitars & Bass, Drums, Vocals.
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