Lost + Faded (4:34)
Words and Music by Matt Ventresca (2004)

Fess up my friend, the confusion is killing me.
I'm not out, you're not in and you're killing the certainty.
All fives but no ten, so I hope you can cover me.
Fess up my friend.

'Cause now it appears that I'm lost and faded.
But I can do anything.
Just when I'm leaving, I can take the fear out of it.
Can't see clearly.
There's nothing but I can create it.

Until I get back again.

Fess up my friend, all this waiting is killing me.
No truth, just pretend like some Dallas conspiracy.
My death to no end and I'm not a Kennedy.
Fess up my friend.