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The Fly!

from Ol' Boy by Matt Witte

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You’ve been working hard ever since the day you met.
Your girl spent every dollar now you’ve got nothing left.
Somethin’ just ain’t right on her side of the bed
And you’re thinkin’ she’s been cheatin’ but you can’t prove nothin’ yet…
She won’t look you in the eye when you ask her where she’s been
Last night she left the screen door open and all the flies got in
Your ear is always buzzin, you cannot lie still
And in your dreams you hear this little voice that’s tellin’ you to KILL!

The California sun’ll bake you to bones
Lie down in the sand and the flies’ll take you home
Let the maggots be your friends and family
There ain’t no reason you should have to die alone

You’re still dreamin’ that she’s cheatin and the woman ain’t no good
In your dreams you drag a pretty girl and company into the woods
You can’t hear them breathin’, bodies are cold and still
And there’s a little voice still in your ear that’s tellin’ you to KILL!!

You woke up this mornin’, you were stickin’ to your sheets
Blood underneath your fingernails and boots still on your feet
Wearin’ someone else’s watch for reasons still unclear
A poundin’ in your head and still that buzzin’ in your ear

The California sun’ll bake you to bones
Lie down in the sand and the flies’ll take you home
Let the maggots be your friends and family
There ain’t no reason you should have to die alone

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from Ol' Boy, released December 6, 2017
M. Witte: guitar, vocals and synths
Dan Pena: Bass

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Matt Witte New York, New York

Finger rippin', country pickin' tears in your beers country, folk and blues from the Northeast Coast.

M. Witte was born in Jersey, resides in Brooklyn and is the bastard son of Chainsaw III and Coach N’ Commando. Find him touring up and down the country in basements, sidewalks and music venues coast to coast. ... more

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