DESCRIPTION:
Mixed, Mastered, Produced by Evan McKeever at Savage Audio
Vocal Tracking by Mike Pollizze
Instrumental Tracking by Tom Minogue
Artwork by Cameron Latham at Midnight Society
Visual Production by Alex Jerome at Aquaphonic Studios
Photography by Jessica Tolczyk

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You thought this was the end of me
Got no time for apology
No words go unspoken, I swear I'm not broken; believe
Things get worse before they get better
They say a song lasts longer than a letter
So, here it goes

There's a place with a lake where I go to clear my head
I can't sleep another night in this empty bed
I was mad at myself for the way that I felt while you were running around with someone else
I didn't trust you then, don't trust you now
You did me rotten so I can live without all of the things I was worried about
I'm on my own now, own now

So, I buried you; so untrue
Now we are through
I'm at peace, feeling free
So, when you turn up, turn up the stereo louder
You'll hear, you'll hear the sound of this lover
With my head held high and the bass down low

Watching the sunset across this lake
I added you right to the book of my mistakes
Thank God for nicotine and alcohol, to help me when I hit the wall
And cheers to my friends that help me with my head

You know I buried you; so untrue
Now we are through
I'm at peace, feeling free
So, when you turn up, turn up the stereo louder
You'll hear, you'll hear the sound of this lover
With my head held high and the bass down low

You thought this was the end of me
Got no time for apologies
No words go unspoken, I swear I'm not broken; believe
Things get worse before they get better
They say a song lasts longer than a letter
So, here it goes

You know I buried you; so untrue
Now we are through
I'm at peace, feeling free
So, when you turn up, turn up the stereo louder
You'll hear, you'll hear the sound of this lover
With my head held high and the bass down low

© Suburbia Story 2016