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Words and Music by Brian Kenney
Produced by Mike Turnwall and Brian Kenney
Engineered by Mike Turnwall and Juan Peña
Mixed and Mastered by Juan Peña
lyrics
My skin and bones will break your sticks and stones
I don't know how to feel anymore
Parasites, don't take away my eyes, though there's
Nothing left for me to use them for
Trapped and tied, I'm wrapped around your finger
You pull tighter and tighter (tighter and tighter until)
Until I snap in two, half for me and half for you
Unraveling against my will
Everything is going by so fast and here I am
A ghost through the years
Yeah, I've become apathetic
To violence, to love, to the world outside
Oh yeah, I'm apathetic and there's no hope
For me
Love is a game that I don't want to play
'Cause I'm sick of losing again and again
I'm giving up the chase! ending it here and now
And embracing loneliness, my only friend
It's roomy here inside this gloomy, empty space
I call my conscience (I know it's obvious that)
I've developed pessimistic habits that I cannot seem to break
(Going insane, gotta get out of my brain, yeah, I'm going insane!)
Everyone is leaving me at once and here I am
A ghost through the years
Yeah, I've become apathetic
To violence, to love, to the world outside
Oh yeah, I'm apathetic and there's no hope
For little ol' me waitin' for the roof to cave in
So I can swim in the sun above even though it's fading
I need to feel some warmth in this cold and forgotten heart of mine
Yeah, I'm not dead yet, at least not entirely
So come on and let that great big sun shine!
Everything is ending all too quick and here I am
A ghost through the years
Yeah, I've become apathetic
To violence, to love, to the world outside, yeah
I'm apathetic to death, to life
Oh, to everything and everyone
And there's no hope (there's no hope for)
Oh, there's no hope for (there's no hope for)
Oh yeah, I'm apathetic and there's no hope for
credits
from Brian Kenney & The Tired Suburbs,
released March 19, 2015
Brian Kenney - vocals, backup vocals, piano, organ, drums/percussion
Mike Turnwall - lead guitar, rhythm guitar
Darryl Rahn - rhythm guitar, acoustic guitar
Mason McDowell - ragtime piano
Joey Beerman - bass
Juan Peña - percusión
A string quartet and a drum set. This is everything I've ever wanted to hear in a band and I can assure you, it's the most fun you'll ever have listening to a record. These dudes are top. Brian Kenney
If you're looking for beauty, you'll find it here. His songs will refresh your mind, make you cry, make you think, and bring you comfort. Buy this record, it's an astounding work. Brian Kenney
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