Written and recorded in Denver CO.
I wish the last song, could be the best song
but I fear that it's not.
The people who hear it,
will hate it.
Cause it's not what they want.
Cause this is not about a girl-
it's about me!
Oh the irony...
That's just what I said-
when I was faking it.
So father why'd you leave me?
And mother why'd you stay?
Answers to questions like that
don't really matter to anyone else anyway.
Oh I wish that I could write a song that I didn't mean!
Or at least one without so much self fulfilling prophecy!
Well you dont know who you are and I don't know me-
so why did we ever feel safe using the word we?
And I knew I loved you,
when all I wanted to do
was starve inside a car beside you.
And I'm tired of this game and I don't want to win.
I'd trade every song I ever wrote for a Jack or a Finn.
Cause once we have the fame o we know ourselves,
we'll just hate everything and want to be somebody else.
We're only soul mates some of the time
and maybe thats what works the most.
It could have been a dream
or a feeling
or just a sick hope
but in the beauty of a body in the mirror
I swear I saw a flying ghost
EITHER WAY WE'LL ALL JUST BE DEFEATED
EITHER WAY OUR BODIES WILL JUST DISSAPEAR
from CREEPSTER FREAKSTER
released January 13, 2011
JT Hathaway on last line and final piano outro.
Richard Ringer on all else.
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