Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evan Stephens Hall
Evan Stephens Hall
Vocals
Nick Levine
Nick Levine
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pinegrove
Pinegrove
Composer

Lyrics

I was walkin' with my neck out Some ways I wish I was Was walkin' with my neck out In some ways that I wish that I was Out on the bevel of sound It sounds like everything else You'll know it when you hear it 'Cause you know the way my voice felt Ignore my tone and everything I sing, I sing for me Ignore the phone on your bed It rings, it rings, it rings Shirt collar ringin' me out My collarbone got all red And already severing prose I wrote So I sing instead I hold you, put your neck out Tell me the ways you wish you were Keep your confidence sound Your hook, my eye, my spur So when I went to hang out I hung behind your eyes But my eyes still flicker with doubt Quickly, oh, I can't decide I'm tapped out Don't it always seem to go That you could hold it right in your hands Collapsing and still not know Your hands' collapse and still not know (Not know) Say what it is Say how it is with everybody I know I got no temper for that I send you this Cadmium red, one for every layer I shed And I shed one layer for this Say what it is It's so impossible But if I just say what it is It tends to sublimate away When I was looking to drop my life away More every year I shine a light on edges I tried to unfeel But we gotta do better than that Some sortin' out So I'll be sittin' on the outskirts if you wanna talk about it Things in there were just gettin' so loud Say what it is It's so impossible But if I just say what it is It tends to sublimate away When I was looking to drop my life away
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