Dead
End
R. Gauthier
I’m tired of faking
Flavored conversations with my friends
They’re only interested If it happened to them and
He lay there, unmoving
Swollen eyes reflected in the red
Nobody looked unless they had
Eyes in the back of their head
And I don’t need anybody else
And they’re so right when they say I ’m not myself
I won’t leave you there
I won’t leave you there
I swear
I won’t leave you there
I cry in my ashtray
For the fact that we’ve been hypnotized
There’s a dead end
To everybody’s smile
The sum of his silence
Cast the highway with an evil glare
They took a pulse I was aware
I’m tired of faking flavored conversations with my friends
They’re only interested if it happened to them…
Lead Vocals: R. Gauthier Background Vocals: R. Gauthier,
M. Schmeelk Guitars: R. Beato, M. Peacock, M. Schmeelk Keyboards:
R. Beato Bass: R. Beato Drums: D. Dodd |
