Grant Shellen: vocals, guitar
Jason Countryman: bass, vocals
Steve Slater: drums, tambourine
lyrics
When I saw you at the call back
I knew that you'd be getting the part
Cause there's no way they could see you
And not imagine you breaking some hearts
And it must be a blessing
Now that everybody's dressing you up
I'll admit it's quite depressing
That you're always second guessing your love
With attention comes affliction
And you're getting more than your share of both
But no one knows you're hurting
Knows how hard it is for you to get close
And it must be a given
That everyone thinks you're giving up
You will not be forgiven
While they assume you're living it up
Collect your compensation
Collect your speculation and spite
Nobody’s there to pick you
Pick you up from every last fight
You’re taking quite a skinning
All the time you’re winning awards
Is this just the beginning
Of the vultures’ ever-thinning accord?
credits
from Speak Up,
released April 13, 2018
Music by Farewell Typewriter
Lyrics by Grant Shellen
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