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Silver Plate

from Saint by STATEN

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Where’s my silver plate?
You promised it’d take me away.
It’s not a cry for attention,
I need some help but no one listens.

Poor boy lost somewhere,
self-righteous bastard, nobody cares.
What’s the cost of buying new friends?
I don’t have much but I’ll give you what I can.
A failure, I went back home.
I fucking choked as I said I would.
Wish my call dropped when we last spoke,
I broke down in my room when I heard your voice.

Where’s my silver plate?
You promised it’d take me away.
It’s not a cry for attention,
I feel so alone but no one listens.

So if I drink and smoke and sniff
more than I talk,
it’s not your fault
but don’t tell me
to pray to God
as if he has a cure for
all this pain I got.
If He’s the one who made me
then I guess he fucked up.

Sorry mother, I’m just angry,
fucking hurt, I just want to leave so badly.
My child, calm down,
it’s really not that bad.
I’ll do whatever makes you happy,
just come back.

I’m so desperate
I’m such a goddamn mess.
It’s not for attention,
I promise I’m not lying,
I need someone to listen.

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from Saint, released March 3, 2016
Angelique Demetillo - Additional vox

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