From the recording The Beginning Of The End Of The Conversation
Written by Clayton Holmes copyright 2026
Lyrics
Objects on the screen
Are never what they seem
I can’t believe my eyes
Everything I hear
From you sounds insincere
That’s why I’m cutting ties
So here we go again
Fuck you my only friend
Fuck you for the last time
There’s nothing more to say
There’s no more shades of grey
You’re got conversations
And I’ve got mine