Lyrics

Words and Music by Ryan Dishen

Individual Crimes

Saturday brought this permanent Change
Her intentions were draping from her skin
Inside I was feeling alright, the damage occurred.
She went off to the races with no company of mine
So I pretended to sleep that night, but I lied awake.
And zombies began to kill.

Speak to me with that tone in your voice
You've got a heart of gold and that's were we differ
Knocked down by those pills in your guts
We know it's hard times when we drink too much

Laughing now with my senses in tact
The perfect girl, the wrong situation
I know those mysterious things...
Hearts abide with failed communication
And you say your just fine
But that line is positively fading
When they try to impress you the blind are leading

Sold the memories
99 bills the debts are raising
But we've lost count
and can't find a replacement for these
Insensitive individual crimes
We're lacking reason

Speak to me with that tone in your voice
You've got a heart of gold and that's were we differ
Knocked down by those pills in your guts
We know it's hard times when we drink too much
Sabotaged by the lore in your smile
Move on, yeah, we'll meet in the distance
Grounded by those irrational fears
It's been awhile so savor those tears