Track 3 from 'Real Nice' - Debut EP
Released October 2015. Recorded at Old Library Studios by Joff Spittlehouse in March 2015 Mixed by Goldblume in July 2015 Mastered by Matthew Moore in September 2015
All songs written and performed by T. West, G. Willison and J. Steel
Artwork by Artiom Barkun Thanks to Stuart Peach Photography
It's the last bar, second chorus lyrics I wish that I could see you more I wish I'd never closed that door The travellers that I have found Never made, a violent sound
And I wish I could see you more Asleep on your bedroom floor Love crushing both our hands Come stand, where I stand
Hey. Too much, too soon. I think, you got new whores. All you're perverted little schemes. They make me so fucking sick. One more.
I guess I never really mattered much I never saw the point as such Who's in the picture, getting old? Who's keeping you out, in the cold?
Hey. Dress up, dress down. One more, pale, coma. You make me fucking wanna scream. I'll make you so fucking sick. One more. One more.
Go to sleep, now you're sleepwalking Go to sleep, you're so old I could take my children there If I could be so bold But I can use my hands to lie Love you had my eyes I've become so dead and bored You're so pert and alive