Lyrics:
I have no reason not to trust you
But my past informs who I am
Walking the seawall with my knees bruised
I am a product of the land

And it's men
And it's men
And it's men

Keep sight of how to exit each room
Pick flight over fight any day
Marry the idea of single
So much it hurts
So much it hurts
To relate

To it's men
To it's men
To it's men

You took back the fire
Held on to the flame
So long, you put yourself out
Hide under the blanket
Hand out all the blame
So long, you let yourself down

I have no reason not to love you
But my past informs who I am
Walking the seawall with my knees bruised
I am a product of the land

Shot by Billy Wild, edited by Your Hunni
Filmed at Pine Island Studio Retreat