The Confederate Dead ’No Need To Hide’

Words & Music by Butchy Davy No Need to Hide I’ve cut the video, the matte black reel I thought you wanted me to feel? This complication, this suicide, is another way to avoid your life. The lights are flashing, the room is warm. Deep inside this dream that you perform. No-one will help you, or see you cry. it’s time to let go of those lies. You have to feel to believe you need to let go to concede. The limitations of where you have to hide Will turn your sadness & make you feel alive.