Crawl Inside of my head, my love.
To the 14th floor,
have a seat in my captain's chair,
you can take the controls
Crash me through the cinder walls,
through trap doors and secret halls,
where all kinds of curiosities abound...
it's enough to wear the sharpest down!
Do you know about make believe?
Like when two men enter, and one of them leaves...
leaves his clothing there...
because he cared for the war, and the war went bare.
Do you know better now?
would you give it all up and let your pride take a bow?
Can you carry on
whenever I get discouraged, and the magic is gone?
I used to care about make believe,
and think that all good things grew up my sleeve.
I used to think there was something there.
I used to care for the war, for the war,
but the war went bare.
released August 31, 2015
Music and Lyrics by Travis Kinnear
Guitar Solo/Echoes by Cam Steacy
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered By Cam Steacy
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