These Things

from by Sing Bandana Singh

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These are the things that I wrote to throw away.
These are the things that I could never say.
This is the disappointment that I faced.
This is the sadness that calls out your name.

These things, they fall apart,
These things, they aren’t real.

This is the unicorn, last of its kind and its form.
If you cut him up, hugs + kisses for all.
These were the words that you said to me while you were drunk:
Like all the other things, you didn’t mean at all.

These things, they fall apart,
These things, they aren’t real.

Oh this is dangerous
I’ve called your bluff
I’ve pulled, I’ve pulled the curtain back.
I thought you had everything, all lined up,
Good and Stable,
Stable,
I guess not.

See I don’t give a....
I’ll laugh last.
I killed your unicorn
with my bare hands.
The magic is gone, but
Do I regret?

No.

These things, they fall apart,
These things, they aren’t real.

credits

from Strength, released September 16, 2012
B.Singh - vocals, lyrics, guitars
M.Adamovic - drums
R.Irani - bass

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Sing Bandana Singh Toronto, Ontario

Sing Bandana Singh is a Toronto based an alt/rock female fronted project influenced by punk, grunge and North Indian Classical musics.

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