Craft​(​single)

by Dustin Saucier & The Sad Bastards

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03:04
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03:32

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released October 30, 2015

recorded, mixed and mastered by Jon York
Geoff Williams- Drums
Dustin Saucier- Vocals, guitar, bass

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Dustin Saucier & The Sad Bastards Portland, Maine

Dustin is joined by his good friends to create rock that may be sad, but never maudlin. Influenced by all genres of the musical world, Dustin and The Sad Bastards have put out a full length and an EP, of which the EP was mentioned by Portland Phoenix as one of the best of 2013. ... more

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Track Name: All A Lie
"We're all part of this play",
she said, as she pulled back the curtain to reveal
All the cynics, and the stage
And we're meant to perform, cheat steal and conform
To conquer; overcome this disgrace

But who are they to lead us all astray?
To condemn us to this hate?
Growing sicker everyday

The shadows in the night make me nervous as I try to keep sight
Paranoia is the same
And you think that I'm fine, but its all one fucking lie
And I never said that I would reject change

But who are you?
Can you teach me what to do before I become unglued?

Suffocating
Feelings fated
Shameless overbearing of my
Hope
I've swallowed all I could
This bullshit's only feeding you
Track Name: The First
It started out as a simple conversation
Move away, away, away from the context
You think it's simple; well nothing's been easy thus far
You babble on like you've got something important
To say to me, but I know better
You're just a whisper in a world thats falling apart

Cause you were the first of things
Thought you'd become the last of me
But does it mean anything?
Does it mean anything

You tell me that you try to get yourself out straight
But I see what you're doing
Well all the bad things will follow you if you let them now
You say you blame it on a bad childhood
You were afraid, afraid, afraid of the contact
Well no ones touching you, so why are you falling apart?

Cause you were the first of thingss
Thought you'd become the last of me
But does it mean anything? Does it mean anything
Yeah you were the first of me, now you're the last of me
Well does it mean anything? no, does it mean anything?