1. |
Something to Write About
02:46
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Would it phase you
If we never saw each other again
Could we walk away
Pretend like we were only friends
Fuck your reasons
Yeah, I’m okay the way that I am
10 foot tall
Walk through hell
With a guitar in my hands
So, Hey
Look around
Pick your heart up off the ground
Shake it off
Stick it out
Yeah to me
You were something to write about
You were something to write about, yeah
She’s a fighter
And she pulled me in the ring
With her fist in the air
She’s swinging her hair
Aiming at me
I’m a dreamer
But it’s hard for her to find
Woah
But the bruises she gave me
Reminds me of what
It used to be like
So hey
Look around
Pick your heart up off the ground
Shake it off
Stick it out
Yeah to me
You were something to write about
You were something to write about Yeah
Ohhhh
So hey
Look around
Pick your heart up off the ground
Shake it off
Stick it out
Yeah to me
You were something to write about
You were something to write about Yeah
Yeah to me
You were something to write about
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2. |
Our Game
02:47
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We play foul games
For more than
Just settling the score
Tempers flaring
Egos keep blaring
We go blow for blow
And we fight
Fire with fire
Red Light
In your eyes
I see more than I’d like
But I won’t cut the ties
If these means falling
I won’t break down
If this means losing
I’ll stand my ground
I’ll leave it up to you now
But I’ll fight
Fire with fire
And I’ll be damned
If you make me a liar
What you said and I said won’t change
And we can’t find our way
Off this train
Oh and you’re not backing down
Can’t figure it out
Stuck in our ways
And we push and we shove
Cause we can’t get enough
We’re in love with the pain
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3. |
Everything
04:06
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I wonder
What Id be like
If you had stuck around
I don’t know ya
But we talk all the time
Maybe for your peace of mind
A distant love
Benjamin green
Neglect has fled the scene
Now I have my vices
And I’ve made
A few friends who ain’t good for me
And I live in a world of giants
I hate, when they look down on me
But I can’t blame you for everything
I remember my mother
I think she took it well
But you said that she’s crazy as hell
You only saw the planes
In the air
Me and my sister were so scared
Now I have my vices
And I’ve made
A few friends that ain’t good for me
And I live
In a world of giants
I hate
When they look down on me
But I can’t blame you for everything
Now I have my vices
And I’ve made
A few friends that ain’t good for me
And I live
In a world of giants
I hate
When they look down on me
But I can’t blame you for everything
No I can’t blame you for everything
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4. |
Standing Still
03:50
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Big ego and a fragile heart
Dirt on my name
'Cause of your old scars
I thought distance was the answer
But you still can’t control your temper
You’ve got your safe locked up tight
Watch me pull with all my might
But I could see it in your eyes
You’ve got that burning desire
Baby you
Gotta live your life
Don’t be scared if it feels so right
In this world
Times never on your side
So baby give me all you are tonight
Everyone thinks they know best
Letting their thoughts
Loiter in your head
You don’t wanna take advice
From the person that’s been Standing still their whole life
Baby you
Gotta live your life
Don’t be scared if it feels so right
In this world
Times never on your side
So baby give me all you are tonight
I can feel it
Can you feel it
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Ethan Senger Atlanta, Georgia
Ethan Senger is a third-generation guitarist who first picked up the instrument when he was seven years old — and never really put it down again. Raised in a suburb of Atlanta, GA, he also began singing and performing shows around that same age and started writing and recording genre melding pop/rock/singer-songwriter tunes in his late teens. ... more
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