Feather
Available on: Lights Out Association | Open in Spotify
Trying to make you understand
but you clearly don’t listen to me.
In your dead eyes and irregularity
lies your insincerity.
It’s not at all what I had planned
What do you think that you say?
‘Cause all words don’t fit together.
You make no sense whatsoever, thinking you’re being so damn clever.
You should have stayed at home today.
Your voice cuts right through my backbone.
Your energy is fucking up the ozone
so go home.
Your breathe of bad liquor derail me and my social defenses they fail me , so go home!
You should go home.
Does not look good from where I stand.
All you do is just a bad impression.
And if I would kindly disagree
with your askew reality, you got me playing in your band.
You keep knocking on my door, telling me I can do better.
It got no substance, it’s so unclear.
You’re way out of line, you’re nowhere near. I can’t take this anymore.
Your voice cuts right through my backbone.
Your energy is fucking up the ozone
so go home.
Your breathe of bad liquor derail me and my social defenses they fail me , so go home!
You should go home.
Recorded, engineered, arranged and produced by Magnus Tingsek & Måns Mernsten at Ljupet Studios, Malmö, Sweden. Mixed by Carl Granberg. Mastered by Hans Olsson.
Magnus Tingsek: Vocals, Backing vocals, Drums, Percussion, Cembalo, Mellotron, Bass & Guitars
Måns Mernsten: Piano & Bass