Traced Out by Vendetta Love
It's a song that deals, directly, with the loss of my little brother. I was waiting for the right moment, the right sound or melody, to speak about him. And not in a rose-tinted glasses way either. I wanted whatever the fuck I was going to say to be real and true to my experience with him. And so you have Traced Out. I think he'd like it. I've never written so directly before. It's done now. Let it lie. -Shawn
Tracklist
| 1. | Traced Out | 3:27 |
Lyrics
Coming up in this strange bathroom stall
Your ghost will never go
The venom that you swore you'd spit out has
Traced another score
Left us here
Left with something so unclear
We are urchins on the floor
Tryna scrape just a little more
Let it be
Let it lie
Coming downs just like it always was
Tryna save some face
Guilty bile is what we drink from now
It helps your memory fade
From those days
From your story as it's told
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We are urchins on the floor
Tryna scrape just a little more
Let it be
Let it lie
I've seen all their tears
Each drop drowned in guilt
There's words unspoken still
So goodnight
I don't need
I don't need this
I don't need this house of glass to break
I'll keep
I'll keep a part
I'll keep a part of you alive with me
Bury all the rest you see
Good night my friend
Credits
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Michael Richards at Trackmix Studios
Lyrics by Shawn Mullen
Music by Shawn Mullen, Chris Craig, Neil McEvoy & Darren Flynn
License
All rights reserved.
Vendetta Love are a sonic force of no bullshit hard rock & grunge from the midlands of Ireland.