Tremendous Athlete - Overexposure

If I were a tall chisel faced
Rich boy like you
I'd lay down
And let life fuck me too
I'm down to let life fuck me too
It's nothing personal
None of your dreams were ever free reign
Before you pull that chord
Are you blowing the horn
Or hitting the breaks
Who invited me
I'm on the guest list plus fifty
Plus ten thousand more
All cut our teeth working the door
An unrelenting pour
At the office the stage or the factory floor

Lights out, Overexposure
Knives out, Overexposure
Lights out, Overexposure
Overexposure, Overexposure

Don't look at me
Like I'm lying
A migrated silhouette
Burned on a concrete wall
The pleasant result
Of an unfortunate overexposure
When the trophy takes
The lead in the race
An unhinged prophecy
Of an unarmed man
Wielding and unknown fate
In an unexplored realm
The last gasp of breath
Of the old guard
Overexposure

Lights out, Overexposure
Knives out, Overexposure
Lights out, Overexposure
Overexposure, Overexposure

Hard times are gonna fall
Upon the Earth
Upon us all
There's no more corner left to paint
Imaginary open space

Lights out, Overexposure
Knives out, Overexposure
Lights out, Overexposure
Overexposure, Overexposure

Written by:
Brian Goldstein, Casey Callahan-Hean, Josh Kuderna, Miles Waltuck

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