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I wish I was more—
What’s the term for it?
Articulate, you know,
Good with words and shit
But I’m peddling cheap diction
And the words burn when I spit ‘em

I’m singing to the masses
You’re preaching to the birds
My voice is radio static
They hang on your every word
Because you make them count
And I patter and stutter and stammer and mutter
Til “mothers” and “fuckers” eventually slip out
They’re just bound to

Ooh baby, say that line,
That silent kind again
Give me those eyes,
They’re words to live by, yeah
Oh you’re a whisper in a crowded room but
Those who care to listen won’t mind the volume
Tell me something good

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from Good with Words 'n' Sh't EP, released October 2, 2020

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Patty PerShayla Nashville, Tennessee

Despite being a three-piece band, The Mayhaps have developed a larger-than-life sound with soaring guitar solos and compelling vocal moments, featuring a spectacle of a five-foot-two (-and-three-quarters) woman, hooting and strutting across the stage, gracefully wielding a bass guitar almost the size of her wingspan. ... more

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