Struggling through crimson rip tide
Choking salty alibis
The pendulum sways as time slowly drips by
I have no restraint
Out late like the walking dead
I’m going out going alone
Tearing you apart
I don’t need a reason
To lose self control
I don’t need anybody to tell me where to go
Stuck in this death masquerade
Parakeet in a cage
Real horror show
Throwing hand grenades
I have no restraint
Out like the walking dead
I’m going out
Going alone
Tearing you apart
I don’t need a reason
To lose self control
I don’t need anybody to tell me where to go
I don’t need a reason to hate, anything about me
I don’t need a reason to create, anything else
I’m going out
Going alone tearing you apart
I don’t need a reason to lose self control
I don’t need anybody to tell me where to go
credits
from Small Tribes,
released March 11, 2016
All songs and lyrics written by Small Tribes
Produced by Ahren Lanfor and Small Tribes
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Ahren Lanfor
www.ahrenlanfor.com
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