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bloodstains on my collar powders on my dollars
a filthy haze and something strange stuck beneath my skin
I miss the past and your sweet laugh ringing from the holler
but what a waste to dream and chase for we are cannon fodder
oh how we all pretend
although we know not a soul will be there in the end
it’s funny how a bottle feels closer than a friend
never holds back always gives in
who you are now is a warm and distant feeling
keeps my ears ringing like a gunshot on the porch
in our prime we both may find something to believe in
but it’s curing time and my last dime’s gonna
put me through the ceiling


from A Heart Of Gold Is Hard To Find, released November 22, 2019


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Benjamin Tod is a songwriter born in Sumner County, Tennessee. His songwriting pulls from over a decade worshiping the road and the bottle.


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