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I'll Be Around by the Growlers LYRICS (HQ)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Growlers
The Growlers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brooks Nielsen
Brooks Nielsen
Songwriter
Matt Taylor
Matt Taylor
Songwriter
Kyle Straka
Kyle Straka
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yes, I'm only a man
Judgements of something ancient
Clocking my time as finished
The same as all replacements
Ignorance is complacency
Why are you purposely faded?
No stand, no sit, no stopping
Ripping through the neon prophecies
Got let off by a ticket stub
My time is fading fast
Through your mouth and out your
[Verse 2]
(You never do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
Come down
(You oughta wash your hands and pray)
For what?
(Shaking hands, swapping dirty blood)
Pass it around
(You never do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
For now
(promise that you'll come around?)
I'll be around
[Verse 3]
So I feel, but I don't know what it is
So, I want, but I pretend I don't need
So, here's the pain of a stubbled lover's kiss
I throw my pages all away like shaking wrists
So shake me down
(Shake me up, shake me down, shake me down, shake me down)
(Shake me up, shake me down, shake me down,  shake me up)
So, shake me up
[Verse 4]
(You never do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
Hey now
(You oughta wash your hands and pray)
For what?
(Shaking hands, swapping dirty blood)
Pass it around
(You better do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
Come down
(promise that you'll come around?)
I'll be around
[Verse 5]
I tell me, it ain't hard
As I hold my breath, it ain't right
Tell me to my beating heart
That I know for sure
Better than I can know for sure
What it did
My mistakes bend like paper metal
I never know just what will come
Don't be sad, our hands bind together
Re-live in my children
Longer than it should
Give 'em what I am given
Forever
[Verse 6]
(You never do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
Come down
(You oughta wash your hands and pray)
For what?
(Shaking hands, swapping dirty blood)
Pass it around
(You better do what you say)
Say what?
(Shine till the sun comes up)
And down
(promise that you'll come around?)
Written by: Brooks Nielsen, Kyle Straka, Matt Taylor
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