The Deadbirds: songs
Pasted Up
(The Deadbirds)
by brandon mcculloch
i'm compromising with the devil.
we're doing alright by him.
i never thought we'd see tomorrow,
here we are again.
i want to run but i fall so far behind
i want to speak with conviction
all of these years
are pasted up in town
i never thought i'd leave you sober, enter these old walls again
..but i never want to keep you guessing, after all you're my best friend.