You think you know you know me
That's where you're wrong
The voice inside my head thinks
Words to a song
I swear you've heard it before
The same routine
A think you might ignore
Somewhere in a dream
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
Pen to the pad dispersing
The words untold
Inside your thought conversing
The songs unfold
Your metal state depleting
It's really shown
How you work, competing
Down to the bone
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
In Spades - Inside an Artist Lyrics
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You think you know you know me
That's where you're wrong
The voice inside my head thinks
Words to a song
I swear you've heard it before
The same routine
A think you might ignore
Somewhere in a dream
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
Pen to the pad dispersing
The words untold
Inside your thought conversing
The songs unfold
Your metal state depleting
It's really shown
How you work, competing
Down to the bone
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
That's where you're wrong
The voice inside my head thinks
Words to a song
I swear you've heard it before
The same routine
A think you might ignore
Somewhere in a dream
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
Pen to the pad dispersing
The words untold
Inside your thought conversing
The songs unfold
Your metal state depleting
It's really shown
How you work, competing
Down to the bone
The bass, the drums, and my guitar
The sound it keeps me going far
The sound, it makes my brain stay sane
Keep me on a path or I'll go astray
These words they help me everyday
They seem to help me slip away
Writer: Ethan Harden
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