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lyrics
Slow down with the metaphors—
you’re going way too fast.
Splitting them like a simile,
an analogy never lasts.
But hold it tight, you might feel it,
if you’re lucky.
Give it back, it was never yours—
your heart is sticky.
Every one of you tastes the same.
It’s only when you love someone
that they taste any different
and even then it’s just
an illusion; you’re deceived,
it’s not hard to see.
So give me back, I was never yours—
your heart is sticky.
A past fleeting daydream
becomes a present actuality
and leaves the future
a memory.
How can I write when I can find my mind?
How can I heal when I can’t feel time?
So give it back, it was never yours—
your heart was sticky.
I don’t want to know what I have to know.
I don’t want to go where I have to go.
I don’t want to show all I have to show.
I don’t want to know what I have to know.
Even you would say the same,
God knows I’m to blame.
Even you would say the same,
If you really looked at me.
Even you know it’s a game.
Even you would say the same,
If you really looked at me,
You’re never all I see.
Recorded, Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Nick Williams at Inner Peace Security Studios in West Point, Georgia.
All lyrics by Will Fargason
Cover photo by Kayla Miller
Layout and Design by John David Wright
All drums written and performed by Matt Pike.
Additional guitars by Matt Pike.
The Dead Ends are:
Will Fargason (vocals, guitar)
Cody Boss (bass, vocals)
Jordan Haden (drums)
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