I’ve seen so many broken clocks
That time’s a thief when living is not
When this city sleeps I will dine alone
Unlike the sheep casting the first stone
Into the sea, into the unknown
Taking that leap from the spot it was thrown
It’s making an impact from this height
The faster it falls moving a way from the light
I can’t quite come to terms with
All of the wasted time I spent
Worrying about how I was used
Now with a little perspective
I’m taking back what’s mine
Now with a little perspective
I’m walking along the fine line
You knew what you did giving out that loan
My mother, she wept when she hung up the phone
They stole it from you saying nothing’s my own
Keeping secrets from me
It was easy to see, the clues were all there
Unknown to them were the burdens he bares
Finding some peace in the thoughts and the prayers
Giving everything to do what they said
I’m still holding on to the bullshit I was fed
Moving past the pain that was holding me back
Moving past the pain, the pain I can’t erase
Burn the bright lights; my guilty conscious at the curb
I’m infected with the fever
It had to be this way
I’m infected with the fever
Sickening
credits
from No Funeral,
released June 28, 2019
All songs written and performed by The Good Depression
Produced by Anton DeLost and The Good Depression
Mixed and Engineered by Anton DeLost
Mastered by John Naclerio
Artwork by Bryan Beerbaum
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