take me down
to where I've
put myself.
keep me now
where I'll crawl
my way down,
where I won't
be found.
for they say
it's your crime, son.
I was there
the night that
the veil came down.
now I lick
my teeth
like I gave
up something
sweet, like
my boots
feel like they're
still on my feet.
I feel light
as I stand
with the world
in my hands.
But now they point
and stare,
(Oh, I'm not the one)
You've tried
to keep here
on my own.
puff out your chest,
never shed a tear man.
you've got a mouthful of words,
and no breath to push them out.
credits
from Fat City Bird EP,
released May 13, 2012
Mike Bougas - Guitar/Vox
Robin Buyer - Bass
Ryan Kershaw - Vox/Guitar
Kyle Kornack - Keys/Vox
Mike Simpson - Drums
Zack Trahan - Percussion
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