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1.
Days 02:38
Do I look great Just had my life erased Caught up, oh god I Can't even feel the left half of my own face Parade late I wait for days No cell mate April, May I wait for days My back straight But I look great I got the cold to thank Picked up, it seemed like 40 more from when I died into the substrate You'll think about how You'll know exactly when they'll leave You'll think about how You'll find them home within a week Can't even feel the left half of my own face 40 more from when I died into the substrate I wait for days And as these house lights Flicker on just like every other dead night And as this car drives I think about how you're never gonna feel right
2.
Seat yourself Place your head in the corner Wait for sound Close your eyes that's important Cause I got pounds and pounds Of misinformation Got my mouth to sound Like it's been complacent But I have to tell How a claim is uncertain Hear it out Eyes and mouth aren't important Cause they've got all the sounds So there's no need for talking Let them pour it out And now you know everything by heart You did not understand You found out Now they want you under Ground Cause I've got pounds and pounds Of misinformation Got my mouth to sound like it's been complacent But I
3.
Caving In 03:14
On sharp points I hold up the earth And expect that the weight shouldn't hurt With a flickering grin I express how the sin from within Shows despite all our work What a burden it is to look in What relief it might be to cave in The dark can be dreary Explorer be weary Delirium crawls in my skin In depth Every turn just draw me deeper Within Recluse Cause in truth it's few who will follow Where I've been In death I'll lose my chance at the freedom To begin So by My god I swear that I am Caving in In a year maybe two this will pass As we're looking back we'll share a laugh Yes that time was so trying To many friends dying My health was declining to fast What an asshole I must've been then Fucking up the state just again and again If my new mood does please you My words might appease you Know I'm still keeping track of my friends
4.
I thought about how many hours you could fight Your options are fading I said it'd be alright This is the sleep that you had sworn you would not night The weekend is waiting But you've lost track of time In a week without a structure I am definitely aware Of every time you've ever said Never wanna carry this away It's just a place that you could always work out right This city is choking On your, trust in the crime I'd give in too if all my purpose had been spent It takes just a second then you're, not quite as dim In a week without a structure I am definitely aware Of every time you've ever said Never wanna carry this away I know, it's hard To see with your patience cause you're racing In a car, that takes you Yeah all all over town What you call that That's a relapse Anyway In a week without a structure I am definitely aware Of every time you've ever said In this context I think about This week and how I never want your structure to collapse That's conviction anyway
5.
This is the song that you secretly hoped I would write But I don't think you would've like it with this much bite So with silence you'd strike And it stings like a knife And I'd grasp at my back when I realize that you won your fight So here's my last Advice You should feel alright It's a tortured soul That keeps you up at night Since I was your Caesar You should rest assured Though you struck me down It was for the greater good Things seem so right now your power and place are affirmed But resurrections my name and Easter's the day of my birth Do you think you could learn To be the shepherd not the heard Or are you bound by the thought that what I'll get is what you'd deserve I hope you hear my Words You weren't meant to serve When our goals were bound Your success was my concern But if I was your leader Your please have well been heard I've revoked my crown Now I'm gone for good Temptation does taunt me The thoughts creep up on me It's hard to hold back How your flaws do appall me Like seraphim burn with the need to serve a king A serpent too close feels much of the same thing In myth truth lies The good and bad live inside What's mine is yours And what's yours is mine Can you take my Advice You should feel alright It's a tortured soul That keeps you up at night If my presence grows weaker You should rest assured Since you struck me down I've never felt so good

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released June 3, 2014

Casey Dunau - Bass/Vocals
Jake Barrow - Drums/Vocals
Luke Hogfoss - Guitar/Vocals

Drums recorded and mixed by Erik Wallace
Additional recording by City Hall
Mixed by Toby Reif
Mastered by Russ Fish

Album Art by Strangeland
Photo credit: Joe Rudko

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