Alyssa Corey - Vocals
Dom Tolerico - Guitars
Matt Bednash - Bass
Rich Robinson - Drums
lyrics
Take a walk through the wild
Come to the darker side of the street
I’m getting older by the second
Coughing up fragments of my dreams
Breathing heavy, my time is up
Waiting for my last phone call
Sipping coffee from my mug
Hell just rang and broke my fall
I’ll try anything that keeps me sane
Away from long night of delusional fame
Taking anything that comes my way,
But life’s just a train wreck rolling through the haze*
The doormat says that I’m not welcome
I sit in the corner and collect my thoughts
Well, I had to fall, I had it all, it’s time to make my curtain call,
but I’m not ready
These sunny days, they’re in the way, I can’t quite make out way to say
my mind’s unsteady
Take a walk through the wild
Come to the darker side of the street
The 45 holds a red reflection
My conscience takes a left hand seat
credits
from Cellar Door,
released October 31, 2014
Music and Lyrics by Bednash/Corey/Robinson/Tolerico
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
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Holy shit Walt. Your laugh is unbearable. There was nothing said that would warrant a laugh like that. Its like a baby that laughs when its dad hurts himself. He just cracks up at nothing and it sounds like he's having a respiratory attack of some sort. eagle126