Its getting to me bad now
A scene out of my stubborn head
With actions born out of spite
Our old patterns will never die
We make changes to the story
We are the victims of our lies
Tell me what you really know
Tell me what you really need
I've been waiting all my life to hear you say...
Breathe in, breathe out
You're tearing me apart
A victim of your crime
I settle debt with money
that you pay me almost every night
It's comfort that you need now
So close to touch yet hard to see
With patience you can fake polite
Its priceless when you see them try
A model citizen
with nothing to hide
Its getting to me bad now
A scene out of my stubborn head
With actions born out of spite
Our old patterns will never die
We make changes to the story
We are the victims of our lies
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022
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