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(keep your mouth shut, Seth) Video (MV)




Performed By: Moony
Language: English
Length: 4:54
Written by: Seth Findley
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(Offer my condolences)
(I won't offer my condolences)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Time is on our side
I said that to Jacob
A call to continuance
In the church we grew up in
Cause I heard he was drinking and using his dick
Caught in the moment
My OCD focus
My momma leans over
Remarkable flow of the cash
She says I better take home
At least maybe half
I told you that I was bleeding
You conjured up words in no time
Take your feelings and shove 'em
(Shove 'em)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Shoot from the hip
When you're feeling threatened
I don't wanna gloss over
The years we were friends
And the fault was on me
Cause I could've just kept my mouth shut
(Keep your mouth shut, Seth)
Couldn't we compromise
Remember concubine
There on the Wall lyrical stupid masterpiece
Positioned us where knew must make an escape
(Get out)
I told you that I was bleeding
You conjured up words in no time
Take your feelings and shove 'em
(Shove 'em)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Pushing up daisies
And watching the flowers grow
Eight years of toiling earth, let the record show
Get too big and you'll lose your head
I won't offer my condolences
I'm better off
You're better off
We're better off
Give it some time
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Pushing up daisies
And watching the flowers grow
Eight years of toiling earth, let the record show
Get too big and you'll lose your head
I won't offer my condolences
I'm better off
You're better off
We're better off
Give it some time
(I won't offer my condolences)
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(Offer my condolences)
(I won't offer my condolences)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Time is on our side
I said that to Jacob
A call to continuance
In the church we grew up in
Cause I heard he was drinking and using his dick
Caught in the moment
My OCD focus
My momma leans over
Remarkable flow of the cash
She says I better take home
At least maybe half
I told you that I was bleeding
You conjured up words in no time
Take your feelings and shove 'em
(Shove 'em)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Shoot from the hip
When you're feeling threatened
I don't wanna gloss over
The years we were friends
And the fault was on me
Cause I could've just kept my mouth shut
(Keep your mouth shut, Seth)
Couldn't we compromise
Remember concubine
There on the Wall lyrical stupid masterpiece
Positioned us where knew must make an escape
(Get out)
I told you that I was bleeding
You conjured up words in no time
Take your feelings and shove 'em
(Shove 'em)
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Pushing up daisies
And watching the flowers grow
Eight years of toiling earth, let the record show
Get too big and you'll lose your head
I won't offer my condolences
I'm better off
You're better off
We're better off
Give it some time
More than a third
Is a dangerous thing to want
I don't want somebody getting the impression
I'm power hungry
I fumbled the bag
In the blink of an eye
Pushing up daisies
And watching the flowers grow
Eight years of toiling earth, let the record show
Get too big and you'll lose your head
I won't offer my condolences
I'm better off
You're better off
We're better off
Give it some time
(I won't offer my condolences)
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Writer: Seth Findley
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