Lots of hooks and catchy little melodies. Very simple. Not a lot of technical stuff just a good commerical modern rock song.
A 3 piece hard rock band from St. Augustine, FL. Formed in 1994 from 3 life long friends. The Mourning Wood is a raw, up front and in your face hard rock band mixing tradition style vocals with an almost agressive rap lyric.
Story behind the song
This song is about the dreams of Gold and Platinum records. However, since we don't have one of those, we wrote a song asking for just a "TIN" record verses a gold or platinum record. LOL.
Lyrics
Times like these are gone
No more running from home
You fill your pockets with apologies
Until your weak in the knees
I beg your pardon For these scarred insecurities
Consuming me With a fear of conspiracy
You promise me But it doesn’t mean anything
Do I detect a little jealousy Cause it concerns me And that’s not how it’s supposed to be
You took advantage of my sympathies
And would you give it back to me
Give it back to me
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver again
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver
Many hands reach to him
War brands every state
You fill your pockets with apologies
Until your weak in the knees I beg your pardon
For these scarred insecurities
Consuming me With a fear of conspiracy
You promise me But it doesn’t mean anything
Do I detect a little jealousy Cause it concerns me And that’s not how it’s supposed to be
You took advantage of my sympathies
And would you give it back to me Give it back to me
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver again
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver
Times like these are gone
No more running from home
You fill your pockets with apologies
Until your weak in the knees
I beg your pardon For these scarred insecurities
Consuming me With a fear of conspiracy
So give it back to me Give it back to me
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver again
Can we pretend this tin
Is platinum, gold, or silver
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