I can’t understand it, It’s taken me a while
I never coulda planned it, you know it ain’t my style
You don’t have a reason and I can’t find the rhyme
trigger-finger treason seems to happen all the time
Everything I am, everything I was, doesn’t seem to matter much ‘til it does Everything I say, everything I did, everything was perfect ‘til you chimed in
Every little worry floating through my brain
brings back such a flurry of unnecessary pain
Did you ever wonder? Did you even care?
Did you drag me under just to hide your skeletons down there?
Everything I am, everything I was, doesn’t seem to matter much ‘til it does Everything I say, everything I do, everything’s a lie except for when it’s the truth
And everything I am, everything I was, doesn’t seem to make a difference until it does
Everything I trust, everything I dig, everything was fine until you did what you did
You claim a life of virtue until someone out there hurts you
and instead following your holy book
you cut ‘em til they’re bleeding, then you slander them in readings
then you crucify them, vilify them - don’t bother with a second look
Everything I am, everything I was, doesn’t seem to matter much ‘til it does Everything I say, everything I do, everything’s a lie except for when it’s the truth
And everything I am, everything I was, doesn’t seem to make a difference until it does
credits
released July 22, 2022
Scott Tofte - drums/guitars/vocals/piano
Chris Kelly - bass/synthesizers
Recorded by Scott Tofte at Wrong Decade Studio
Additional recording by Sonny Ratcliff at Wildwood Recording and Chris Kelly at Studio Del Diablo
Mixed by Scott Tofte at Wrong Decade Studio
Mastered by Steven Goldman at 4 Legs Records
Artwork by Scott Wolfson for Original Brain Media
Produced by Scott Tofte and Chris Kelly