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PERFORMING ARTISTS
General Fiasco
General Fiasco
Performer
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Guitar
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owen strathern
Bass Guitar
Stephen Leacock
Stephen Leacock
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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Composer
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owen strathern
Composer
Stephen Leacock
Stephen Leacock
Composer
O.Strathern/E.Strathern/S.Leacock
O.Strathern/E.Strathern/S.Leacock
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
General Fiasco
General Fiasco
Producer
Neal Calderwood
Neal Calderwood
Producer
Barny Barnicott
Barny Barnicott
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Your talent is god sinned These pleasure painted walls, forget them You better wake up, wake up There's things you need to know Well, say that your minds made So go on and be safe You better wake up wake up Theres things you need to know Don't let, don't yeah Don't let on, don't let on Cast of, the fallen Don't let on, don't let on Though, these eyes are wide there not awake And though, these arms are tied, they just can't take whats thrown about What's thrown around this place Your talent is god sinned These pleasure painted walls, forget them You better wake up, wake up There's things you need to know Don't let, don't yeah Don't let on, don't let on Cast off, the fallen Don't let on, don't let on Things are holding you down, there holding me down Well I don't wanna talk about it Let's arise and start complaining Cos it's taking miles, it's taking over taking over There too old and far too calling but the young are bold It's all they got, it's all they got Wait alone and hold back with them 'Cos they all know, they'll try regardless And we'll get old and they'll get old and we'll get old and You can too But don't let, don't yeah We are the foolish Cast off, the fallen We are the foolish Things are holding me down, there holding you down Well i don't wanna talk about it
Writer(s): Stephen Leacock, Owen Starthern, Enda Starthern Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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