The Weekend

from Handshakes by House Ghost

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lyrics

gas station coffee and cream
one-handed while i'm trying to read
a scrimshawed vending machine

just let me sway here on the curb
quietly forming new words
that have still not ever been heard

i don't know how to make things right
i need to be done with you tonight
i don't care what you tell our friends
i'm just trying to find an end to the weekend

my home is sewn into my suit
constructed from the silk of a chute
an open burden of proof

we are just handprints on the wall
animals answering calls
trying to make sense of it all

we're not feeling so fair
i'm not fighting well
you're not one to really try
so, let's let it die

i am trying to find a reason to walk away
i am trying to be something that turns you
i want someone to say i don't have to try
just let it die

i'm dealing with recidivism and reminded how it goes
i'm taking on major chains into the shoulders of all we know
you know you know they say everyone's not going home
then you wonder how they go together, nobody knows

credits

from Handshakes, track released January 29, 2016
Brad Bramer - DRUMandPROGRAMMING
Derek Keijner - GUITARandKEYS
Keith Miller - VOCALandGUITAR
Matt Vaughn - BASSandVOCAL

Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Brad
Artwork by Jacob Campbell
Written by Derek and Keith
© & ℗ 2016 Keijner/Miller (BMI)