Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Endless Mountain Derelicts
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Swank
Songwriter
Lyrics
FOOLS WILL SAY THAT CURRENCY IS KING
BUT THEY DON'T KNOW A GOD DAMN THING
ABOUT WHO WE ARE
WHAT IT MEANS IS WHAT IT'S WORTH
SEE THROUGH CITY BLOCKS FOR COUNTRY MILES
BUT STARINGS REALLY NOT MY STYLE
HOLD YOUR TONGUE
ONE MORE WORD AND YOU MIGHT CHOKE
AND THEY DON'T KNOW
HOW LONG THE STORY GOES
BUT WE'RE DOING FINE CROSSING STATE LINES
OPEN UP MY CHEST SO I CAN FINALLY BREATHE
SCARED BUT NOT ALONE BUT I SUPPOSE
WE MIGHT AS WELL BE FREE
'TILL WE FIND OUR WAY BACK HOME
CANDIDATES ON VERBAL KILLING SPREES
BLIND SHEEP FALL TO THEIR KNEES
CHOOSE A SIDE
LEFT OR RIGHT IT'S ALL THE SAME
COMPASSION CLOAKED IN HALF TRUTHS AND LIES
PACKAGED IN DESIGNER SUITS AND TIES
TO BE CLEAR
YOU AND I ARE NOT THE SAME
Written by: Justin Swank

