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Dial Tone

from Wired by Bray

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Biting nails so low that skin is ripping from bone.
The pain helps to cope with wanting to be alone.
The lights are on but no one’s home.
My phone’s off the hook just to hear the dial tone.

The nails I swallow can’t digest,
like regret filling my head that won’t lay to rest.
I dress to impress everyone but myself.
I’m sick of always being last to get a trophy on the shelf.

No one can reach me. My nail beds are bleeding
from the thought of breaking the news. Oh well, I’ll just play my blues
over and over in my head. Staying up all night in my bed.
Packing my life in a car. Heading home where wounds can scar.

The nails I swallow can’t digest,
like regret filling my head that won’t lay to rest.
I dress to impress everyone but myself.
I’m sick of always being last to get a trophy on the shelf.

I’m so sick of this.

I’m so sick.

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from Wired, released September 16, 2014

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Bray Oneonta, New York

We're a three piece from Oneonta, NY.
Frank Funigiello - Guitar/Vocals
Kyle Sisco - Bass/Vocals
Nate Wind - Drums/Vocals

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