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Music by Criminal Birds.
Words by Reggie Hastings.
Recorded and mixed by Justin "J.C." Collins at The Echo Lab in Denton, TX.
Mastered by David Willingham.
lyrics
Chill out,
You can hardly breathe.
Your lungs are filled with
A cold breeze.
Don't you know,
This situation's a bold one.
Take it slow,
Indecision will claim one.
Get out,
While you still have time.
You're locked inside a mind
That won't let you hide.
Don't you know,
This situation's a bold one.
Take it slow,
You've gotta know when to fold son.
Or I will make you.
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide.
Come out, come out, come out,
From your hiding place.
Your head's to blame,
for the mouse and cat game.
A rodent on the run,
From the tail of the son-of-a-gun.
Stop the madness now,
Move out the storm has come.
Or I will make you.
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide.
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide
Blind side, blind side,
Half a face with nothing to hide.
Come out, come out, come out,
From your hiding place.
credits
from
Criminal Birds,
released March 18, 2013
Reggie Hastings - vocals, guitar, keyboard.
Taylor Dondlinger - guitar.
Grahm Robinson - drums.
Gunnar Ebeling - bass.
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