My new single, "Masterpieces". Hope you enjoy it.

Masterpieces

A dark and moody anthem about the realities of life.

Lyrics:

Bury that contraband
Don't mention dreams to me
All of their prophecies
They won't come true for me
We ain't got time for this
There's no hope left for us 
Lend me your years, my friends
For we belong to the dust 

Heigh ho, whoa, Heigh ho, whoa
Dig your graves, one by one
Until the work is done 
Heigh ho, whoa, Heigh ho, whoa
Skin and bone, day by day
Until the debt is paid 

What is love to a man
It's not a guarantee
He can't hold it in his hands
It won't come true for me
Someone please break the mold
This stone is helluva grind 
Free the mind from the cage
But you're still dead inside

Who knows the bitter end 
We wait at the sycamore tree
It's best not to pretend 
It might come true for thee 
Careful as you descend 
So many ways to go
Some go early on
Others take it slow

Ben Hinders

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