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The Writer (featuring Britt White)

from Identité by bdRm

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i love to lead when i don't know where i'm heading
i love the sound of the steel wearing down the breaking ground
of my new bedding

i crave the brake, i crave the wheel
i hold the stopping and turning under my hand and heel
is that even real?

there's a short road
there's a long road
i don't belong to either
can i just be the writer?

i pick the pyre, i douse the tinder
i rouse the flames higher and higher till it's gone
and wonder how it all expired

there's a short road
there's a long road
i don't belong to either
can i just be the writer? 

Lyrics by Britt White

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from Identité, released August 26, 2016
Written by Wilkins/White

Britt White - Lead Vocals
Jeremy Wilkins - Bass, Synthesizers, Piano, Bass Rhodes, Guitar, Drum Programming

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bdRm is an ongoing conceptual project. Sometimes bdRm is a solo project. More often it’s a collaboration between close friends and long-time conspirators.

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