From the recording Nothing's On The Line
Olde Dogs:
Mike D'Amore: Vocals, Guitar
Rob Morales: Bass, Backing Vocals
Seth Nelsen: Drums, Backing Vocals
Produced by Greg Thomas and Olde Dogs
Engineered and mixed by Greg Thomas and Chris Teti at Silver Bullet Studios
Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering
Artwork: Lauren Kolesinskas
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Lyrics
Every word out my mouth isn't gonna be gold
Every lyric I spit isn't a story worth being told
If you're less than perfection you can join the club
There's no price of admission you just need to admit you suck
There's an art of letting go and moving on
There's a fart for every rose. Pick one
There's an art of letting go and you get to choose
What things you'll be taking with you and what you want to lose
If you're less than perfection join the fucking club
There's no price of admission you just need to admit that you suck
There's an art of letting go and moving on
There's a fart for every rose and you get to pick one