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02:32
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01:22
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02:38
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01:44
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03:32

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released March 9, 2017

Alan, Austin, Jon, Ruben

Recorded by Evan Bernard (Big Mamas Recording)
Mixed by Chris Baglivo (Big Mamas Recording)
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

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Track Name: Two
Hit my head today
Woke up unscathed but still
Still the same
Still afraid
Lit my head ablaze
Maybe now I’ll feel
Feel the pain
I’ll feel a shaking change

I’m myself when you’re away
Without a name, just as a face
Track Name: Laced Contact
Hollow man, discretely another
Hollow time, wasted together
By now we should have been sober

I can’t quit so easy
It's hard to admit that I can’t breath
I can’t sleep in this heat
My nightmares define me
Confine me
Come try me
Track Name: I Want You
Out all night
Once unclear
Walk the streets now
Full of fear
38 seconds
Until I stop thinking
24 hours
Til I start
Dreaming
Of sinking
I want you
Track Name: Progress
Waste not
Erase what thoughts oil
Your former (chase)
Chase not
Erase what thoughts oil
Your former shrine
Your skin when dry

Progress, change what it means to burn
Redress the fire that you preserve

My dust speaks of self blame, self shame
My dust, speaks of, my name, self same
Track Name: Ad Infinitum
Place on me
A weight, an iron bone
Should I consummate
This tepid breath
Bemoan the constant fall, contempt
So death to us, you’re already gone again
In name, worth

There’s always a reason for doubt
(to find lies in truth)
When I tell myself that I need you
Still you’re my

Secret master

Cold high, cold light
Sleep drown, lose sight
Faded guise, faded light
Sold vows, youth, rights
Track Name: Light Breaks
Thorn in side, beating softly
Glorify whats gone, embodied
In shades now desecrated

The sun, burns slow for no one
Golden, insidious

Each conscious yearning
Worn tonight til dawn, undying
Waste our beginnings and mourn the hours high

Son, don’t you forget
Picture the blunt force of my hands
Your fourteen year old circumstance
A shackle buried in cinder

The sun, burns slow for no one
Golden, impermanent suitor
I have been contrived and wrought
Lest these thoughts cease

Each conscious yearning
Worn tonight til dawn, undying
Waste our beginnings and mourn the hours high

Anima placebo
Quietly, I taste smoke
And he relieves me, deceives me
See no sense of us, senses caught in ego
Totality in secret
So giving in weakness