Buried, Content from Tattie-Bogle by Keith Brown

Buried, Content

Oh won't someone turn the lights on?
Repetition, and we should know better
Oh won't someone turn the lights on?

Had a ticket to a new town
At the station I was feeling bitter
I was going over old ground

Make an effort to confide in
Tell a martyr of your big confessions
Instead of making up your own mind

I can't believe you don't see through it
Burning bridges, there's no more to it
Go break the habit of a lifetime, yeah!

I think you've buried all the content
It goes against my better judgement
I didn't know you were not content

He said just do it in your own time
Instigate, though it may sound funny
I want to do it in my own time, yeah!

• indie
• pop
• rock
• Norwich