you're the wrong kind of crazy
but just the right kind of sexy
i used to beg for your mercy
but now i beg for your company
i gave you all that i could hold
believed in all the stories you told
fought my hardest when you were cold
all in the search for a heart of gold
i breathe the dust out of my lungs
i leave behind the smoking guns
i pick myself up out of the ashes
i walk along the scorched pastures
you're the wrong kind of crazy
but just the right kind of sexy
i used to beg for your mercy
but now i beg for your company
i connect the dots on the page
there appears your crying face
you reach out to take my hand
but you must go and i must stay
how can we go on this way
what do we learn from the decay
set the lamps to burn bright all night
even out of sight they'll light the fray
mark the beast so we won't lose him
then step out of his tracks
lest you like scarred backs and broken hymn
who is gonna come to save our souls
hand in hand we march into the fray
hand in hand we fight you for control
we can hear your words now show your face
spring in my step, spark in my soul
hooded monsters guide my way home
took one too many missteps
drowning in dragon's breath and tomes
who is gonna come to save our souls
hand in hand we march into the fray
hand in hand we fight you for control
we can hear your words now show your face
no one comes to save our souls
hand in hand we march into the fray
hand in hand we fight you for control
we can hear your words now show your face
hand in hand we march ... fray
hand in hand we march ... fray
we can hear your words now show your face
we can hear your words now show your face
sail along without a care
lifting spirits with whiskey and beer
another battle with apathy
intoxicated but never drowned in fear
crawling along broken glass
reaching for your hand extended last
kiss your feet but then you seem so cruel
i make a case for you to let me breathe
present the noose and then you show me the tree
look at my hands tattooed with ridicule
surviving here with no help from you
swinging from a branch with quite the view
hey Oh Pepper will you help me escape,
through the marshes to the pearly gates?
i found salvation in a box of smokes
but left my lighter in my other coat ... oh no...
walking through darkness but wearing a smile
to reach the land i dreamed of all the while
telling you i'd drink if you would pour
destitute but always wearing a crown
got my Walkman in a shanty town
traded my life to a handsome whore
surviving here with no help from you
swinging from a branch with quite the view
hey Oh Pepper will you help me escape,
through the marshes to the pearly gates?
i found salvation in a box of smokes
but left my lighter in my other coat ... oh no...
hey Oh Pepper will you help me escape,
through the marshes to the pearly gates?
i found salvation in a box of smokes
but left my lighter in my other coat
oh dear Pepper will you light the way,
up the stairs and through the winding caves?
salvation lies in a tobacco trance
take the air with me, feel free to dance
credits
released May 26, 2013
Todd Williams: lead guitar
Shawn Fitzpatrick: guitar
Nick Richards: drums
Ben Szlyk: bass
Chad Diehl: lyrics and vocals
production: Brian Charles and Annie Hoffman
recording: Zippah Studios
artwork: Anri Yasuda
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