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Death Of A Contortionist

from I Don​’​t Belong Here Anymore by Goodbye Fairground

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You're drunk like a bad bartender again. Still trying to find the message in each bottle you drink. And they're there talking shit behind your back. It's what they do best. So you try to get back to the time that you spent with your wife. You bury her in every dream keeping you awake at night. You're fading like the last chords of a Sixties Pop song and they won't mention your name again until the memory's erased and only parts of it remain as the scapegoat and the villain in their children's fairytales. You stick to nothing but your daily routine of looking up the obituaries to find a familiar name you should have stayed in contact with. She said it makes her sad to see you sad but she's just sad when you're around. There's still her picture on your shelf. Don't ask for help if you don't want to help yourself. You're fading like the backprint of your favorite Byrds shirt. But no matter how often I blame those people for pointing their fingers and being insincere. I'm just like them because everything I've got to tell you is what I sing in a song that you will never hear.

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from I Don​’​t Belong Here Anymore, released October 21, 2016

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