One-Stop, Alternative rock, Slow tempo, bluesy, dark, sexy, sensual, young, moody, grunge, moving on, over coming odds, personal, rocking, raw, gritty, hard rock, heavy, swagger, Male vocals, Female vocals, background vocals, electric guitar, bass, drums, pads, keys, synth, efx, tambourine, Denver, Colorado, United States
My mask is not acting the way I thought it would My words are dyslexic, dissecting all thats good Ill wait for the sky to show me Ill wait for the wind to blow me Your body language starts to change and then youre tired of me Your heart is open then its broken now you want me to leave As I grow older Im no longer such a vulnerable thing As I get sober Im no longer such a vulnerable thing My body is hardened By all the thought you woulds My heart is not binded By all the think you shoulds Ill wait for the night to call me Ill wait for the ground to swallow me whole Ill play your games for a minute but, as I grow older Im no longer such a vulnerable thing