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  1. Disaster!

From the recording Where Do You Belong?

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Disaster!
by The Drive Home

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Written and produced by Sean Zelda and The Drive Home
Mixed and mastered by Tyler Floyd
Drums recorded and engineered by Tyler Floyd
Vocals, guitars, and bass recorded and engineered by Sean Zelda

Performed by The Drive Home:
Sean Zelda - Vocals, guitars
Austin West - Drums
Sean Daly - Bass guitar, backing vocals

Lyrics

One more thing before you go
I thought I’d let you know
That I cared less than my fair share would let me show

We were a disaster!
I saw the ship was going down but stuck around
To watch the tragedy play out

So bring in the actors (so bring in the actors!)
And decorate them with affection

Put up a kiss with a fist, it’s a sight to be seen
Wear a boy on your arm in a skeletal scheme
Before long, it went wrong, I caught on to your fantasy
And burned it all down as we drowned in the sea

You think you’re a master of disguise
I discovered and captured all your lies

And just like that
I drifted slowly toward the exit with a plan
And no intention to look back

I played the pretender! (I played it so tender)
I had no doubts about how phony this all felt
I’ve got a wicked complex

Nothing is left of this wreck, watch me take my last breath
Welcome death as a friend, she’s the best I’ve had
Turn my eye to the sky as I scream my final goodbye
I lied when I told you everything would be fine

You know I would rather gouge my eyes
Than suffer another dull sunrise

By your side (by your side)
By your side! (by your side!)
Say goodnight
Forever

We set our hearts to find new lands
Where eager lovers lock their hands
Where beauty grows on every branch
And anxious boys become real men
But when the sun dried up the rain
I saw your charted course had changed
I couldn’t wait to crash it faster (we were a disaster!)

We set our hearts to find new lands
Where eager lovers lock their hands
Where beauty grows on every branch
And anxious boys become real men
But when the sun dried up the rain
I saw your charted course had changed
I couldn’t wait to crash it faster

We were a disaster!

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