Ye Olde Broken Arm

by @scottmcb

There is no demo for this song.

Liner Notes

The end of the month has arrived and I'm not going to be able to record my last few songs before March 1st. So, I'm posting up the lyrics now and will get to the demos when I can; probably this weekend. Between work and other obligations, it just wasn't my year for getting to 14. Oh well, I got eight out of it. I really don't like posting these without demos, but I gotta do what I gotta do.

This is one of the first ones I started working on but it just felt...incomplete...or something, so I hadn't recorded it. I think I've got it worked out now, but still not sure how I feel about it overall. It's been that kind of February.

#indie #pop #alternative

Lyrics

Walk around in circles
All night every night
Ricochet off every wall
Like ropes in a prize fight
Count cracks in the ceiling
No scratch for every itch
Friction tickles all the seams
The voodoo doll pops a stitch

You push the needle
And the pin goes in
All these pressure points
I just can't defend
When my dukes go up
It's already no use
I'm twisted up
All black and blue for you
Then the night's all over
And I'm still in bed
Inventory every word
I should have said instead
They fill my mouth like blood
My teeth knocked loose
I'm twisted up
All black and blue for you
I'm twisted up
Black and blue

Try and wrap the mind around
All this funny weather
Crayons in a hot car
The world melting together

You push the needle
And the pin goes in
All these pressure points
I just can't defend
When my dukes go up
It's already no use
I'm twisted up
All black and blue for you
Then the night's all over
And I'm still in bed
Inventory every word
I should have said instead
They fill my mouth like blood
My teeth knocked loose
I'm twisted up
All black and blue for you
I'm twisted up
Black and blue

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