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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foxblood
Foxblood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Beale
Tom Beale
Songwriter
Chris Millward
Chris Millward
Songwriter
Aaron Beale
Aaron Beale
Songwriter

Letra

This transience and impermanence With the weight of your god complex in tow Did you get your fill? We didn't fit the bill? These micro sleeps on midnight roads Split lip, sinking ship on a wire frayed microphone You've got ten kids staring at their phones Disenchanted, sour like the marrow in my bones It's not what you know, it's who you know Damned if you do and if you don't (Hey, hey, hey, hey) It's not what you know, it's who you know (Hey, hey, hey, hey) There's nothing left, so reap what you sow It's not what you know but who you know Damned if you do and if you don't Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done You built your heart like a house of cards But the world is changing, we've come apart So fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start Colour me a cynic 'cause it's mostly just a gimmick Like the cookie-cutter shit that's always followed and before This incoherent misery of silver spoon Middle-class white boys glorifying suicide, gagging at the maw Spotlight under a weathered awning Fog-shrouded overnight drive into the morning Another place to puke to the fumes of middle-aged doom Always empty in a crowded room It's not what you know but who you know Damned if you do and if you don't Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done You built your heart like a house of cards But the world is changing, we've come apart So fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start So fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start So the spiral goes Holes in your hull, but the waves still break The waterline and the water weight Your moral compass floods and rusts It turns to dust, no trust, then hate Pyramid scheme, it's a puppet show Pantomime cycle that never grows All my cancers, they have cancers So the fucking spiral goes It's not what you know but who you know Damned if you do and if you don't Digging graves, and we'll keep digging 'til we're done You built your heart like a house of cards But the world is changing, we've come apart So fucking tired, but we've been tired from the start It's not what you know, it's who you know (Hey, hey, hey, hey) There's nothing left now, so reap what you sow
Writer(s): Aaron Beale, Chris Millward, Tom Beale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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