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Blacklight Friday

Duration

4:42

Genres

Modern Rock

Description

A brooding song with an explosive chorus that meanders through the feelings invoked by a bitter disagreement.

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Lyrics

You follow with your head bowed, eyes down & in your red light window Your sight is too slow To see it all go down But in a hindsight no go The logic borrowed It leaves town without you now And in a black hole Sunday A prayer is too late We all yell “calm down” Your pride is boring Go sell your story I’ll settle my account now Throw down all the righteous people Eye of a needle We’ll make sense, dispense with martyr freak shows And jealous low blows And call out the wrong & proud And on a blacklight Friday Sorry is too late So kneel down, head bowed Then face the jury Go sell your story So take it out on me And if you want to stay proud And break your silence You took the best of me Although it leveled me now I stayed silent And in the rivalry now I saw a sibling sell out Better to lay low & shine your halo So take it out on me And if you want to stay proud Then bring on the break down You swallow all the wrong sounds Resound all the broken noises And selfish choices And finally lay down All the quiet no shows It’s hard to throw stones And move round this glass house When the pain is falling Onto your calling So sleep now face down And dream up a warning Go sell your story Call me the criminal

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