Music and Lyrics by Brian Fairbanks
2012 Ferocious Jones Music
I ain't ever, ever, ever,
Looking back
Brilliant disguises, costumes we painted in the past
Your smile looks suspicious
Everything here’s fictitious
And won’t last
The melody patronizes the sixth metaphor
Draw the curtains baby, and lock up your doors
Where does the treasure dress, when the treasure is a whore?
Your smile is vicious
Your words are malicious
I want more
A pistol, some Camels, and a voodoo charm I stole
A Bible to powder the years if I grow old
Let’s break for it baby, before the veil regains control
Your smiles what I envision
When I burn these apparitions
That I’m owed
Fangs for fucking, starving the new deal
Sleeping behind sketches of things that you fear
I ain't ever looking back to see how I should feel
Your smile was suspicious
Your words here fictitious
You aren't real
credits
from Ghosts,
released August 11, 2013
Music and Lyrics by Brian Fairbanks
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