Hard rocking song! Music and lyrics written by David Robson.
Personnel:
David Robson - Lead, backing vocals and gang, rhythm and lead guitars.
Mark Bainbridge - Rhythm guitars
Christian Scarth - Bass guitar
Steven Pears - Drums, keyboards and gang vocals
Jonny Wright - Gang vocals

Recorded and produced by Steven Pears and Jonny Wright

Lost Traffic

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Lyrics

Dont you think its time to start letting go
Of holding on to things you thought mattered most
When they dont

Move on, lift your finger up from the ground
You point and blame at things you know nothing about

It's just scary how very little you know
Just make sure you cook your beef before eating it first

Hear all
See all
Saying nowt

Nobody wants to fight a war
And nobody likes a battle
No body wants to get involved
Or be a hero anymore

Now's the time to stop drop and walk away
Loosened grips, closed lips, palms dripping again as you walk away

This isnt about a war
But you think that you're involved
Just make sure you cook your beef before eating it first

Hear all
See all
Saying nowt

Nobody wants to fight a war
And nobody likes a battle
Nobody wants to get involved
Or be a hero anymore

Nobody wants to fight a war
And nobody likes a battle
Nobody wants to get involved
Or be a hero anymore

The more that you hold on
Will be less when you let go

The more that you hold on
When you finally let go

Nobody wants to fight a war
And nobody likes a battle
Nobody wants to get involved
Or be a hero anymore

Nobody wants to fight a war
And nobody likes a battle
Nobody wants to get involved
Or be a hero anymore

It only takes one

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End of the World

A series of unfortunate events that occurred
Stopped the feeling moving outwards to you
So you

Took it the wrong way and I suffered in silence while you remained unstained and unaltered
How could you 
How could you

Why
Could I forget you
Why
Could I forget you

Look at me
Do I look like I could be
That guy

And if you knew me
Then maybe
You wouldn't of
Framed me
That night

Woke up and wondered how I got here
In the first place you were holding your red hands 
In the air
In the air
Force stolen crimson the blame was on me
Not you, you got away I had to pay
How could you
how could you

I
Could I forget you
Why
Could I forget you

Look at me
Do I look like I could be
That guy
And if you knew me
Then maybe you wouldn't of framed me that night
Framed me
That night

Guilty conscience
Makes you pay
Guilty conscience
Makes you pay

Look at me
Do I look like I could be
That guy
And if you knew me
Then maybe you wouldn't of framed me that night
And framed me 
that night



Look At Me

I gave up my body,
I gave up the sun,
I gave up everything to make me who I am.
My body was restless,
I fought in the road,
I vowed to take the things that I thought I was owed.
She had vision so feline,
She had dazzling gaze,
Soft skin, black lace, long legs and a pretty face.
But I am an artist,
Of the escapist kind,
I find ways to see the truth that others cannot find.

Does it feel,
Like the things you want to feel?
Is it just like you remember?
Phantom steel,
Does it make you think you’re real?
The ghosts that you remember.

A boy at the altar,
A tear in the heart,
A gap in time that makes you wish that you could start,
Again with the accusers,
But I’ve not the time,
I got waves and limitations yet to climb.
I could be the defender,
The king of the poor,
Then turn to tyrant when my time has made me flawed,
She’s a regular teaser,
Nothing I haven’t seen,
Though it rains I know these alleys won’t be cleaned.

Does it feel,
Like the things you want to feel?
Is it just like you remember?
Phantom steel,
Does it make you think you’re real?
The ghosts that you remember.

Take, take this failing light,
Make your dreams come true tonight.
Open up the storm inside of you,
Take a bow and tell the girl you’re through.

Does it feel,
Like the things you want to feel?
Is it just like you remember?
Phantom steel,
Does it make you think you’re real?
The ghosts that you remember.


Lost Traffic

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