More songs by David Kushner
Description
The sticky, bitter haze of alcohol smears the night into a crooked mirror. It seems like there's fun all around, but inside sits that same shadow - brazen, always nearby, and all too familiar. Words spoken aloud sound false, but silence screams the truth at the top of its lungs. And all that's left is to curl up in the back seat, like a beaten stray dog, and catch a glance that simultaneously judges, pities, and perhaps still loves.
Vocals, composer, author: David Kushner
Composer, author: Pete Kelleher
Composer, author: Benjamin Alexander Con
Composer, author: Steven Vrabel
Producer: TMS
Composer, lyricist: David Kushner
Composer, lyricist: Pete Kelleher
Composer, lyricist: Benjamin Alexander Con
Composer, lyricist: Steven Vrabel
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