hand on my shoulder, I don't want it
feels like a creep trying to lead me into its room
whispering progress, I think I want it
but theres a spirit seeping into my room
a fathers figure, a mothers guidance
hands of gold and the love of a billion too
why do I feel sick, I clearly want it
great equalizer wants to come into my room
it's got a pitch now, it's got a message
it's got a thousand books for everything I do
but I don't want that, I want violence
I want the D.A. kick to blow my brains anew
I want indirection
hear the sound? hear the drum?
everything I wanted
the spirit provide
can't help but feel it sucking me dry
but the sound, but the drum
you used to play now you feel it don't belong
things were different then, unremoved
everything your wanting, I will provide
I only need a bit of your time.
credits
from Veery,
released March 21, 2016
Cory Chubb - back up vocals
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