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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pawns or Kings
Pawns or Kings
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Bigelow
Ben Bigelow
Songwriter
Edward Stengel
Edward Stengel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benjamin Bigelow
Benjamin Bigelow
Mixing Engineer
Bobbi Giel
Bobbi Giel
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

oh the years have not been kind,
they rush away just like sand,
That has been caught up in a stream,
and now the silence I can’t stand,
But I can’t seem to break it,
I always hoped that there was more,
I open my mouth, but it’s just noise,
No I don’t sing anymore
Oh the paper it just lays there,
In a neat unblemished square,
Though it’s had so many words,
It seems the author didn’t care,
Cuz those words went up in flames,
Writing them down felt like a chore,
That pen itt weighs a thousand tons,
No I don’t write anymore
Oh the wind used to feel cold,
And the sunshine hot as hell,
But now it all feels like a blur,
Now I cannot seem to tell,
Maybe the light is all outside,
But years ago I closed the door,
Seems I cannot find the knob,
No I don’t feel it anymore
Oh the world seems to have lost me,
Or maybe I just lost the world,
It don’t listen to me these days,
And I can’t catch the stones it hurls,
Maybe it’s got nothing else to show,
Just the sex, the blood, the gore,
Used to think that it was more,
No I don’t know anymore
No I don't know anymore
No I don't know anymore
Written by: Ben Bigelow, Edward Stengel
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