Valence (7" Split)

by Alex Webb

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Split 7" with Vita Bassa (members of Citycop) Please contact Tightwolf Records for purchase.

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released April 1, 2015

Jeremy Hill. Alex Webb

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Prize The Doubt Columbus, Ohio

Alex Webb: Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals.
Jeremy Hill: Drums

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Track Name: Ragnarok
My bones are tired, they're tired and burnt
My bones are tired, they're tired and burnt
We draw complex objects, inside the prisoners circle
We draw parallels

I want to be the author of my destruction
Join in the fold, say hello to hope today
Blood logic says, fuck up the culture
Blood logic says, fuck up the culture

Will this art kill me
Will I die slowly, in the gated community
Will I be satisfied
Knowing I could have done
Nothing more, nothing more

Convenience is king, the noble was clutching
A burial cloth
All our objects will leave us
Convenience is king, the noble was clutching
A burial cloth
All our objects will leave us

When we're sinking or swimming
we're beside ourselves deciding
When we're sinking or swimming
we're beside ourselves deciding

Something got lost somewhere
I feel the pressure to grow
Something got lost somewhere
I feel the pressure to grow

Even christ called it quits
Everything is what you make of it
Even christ called it quits
Everything is what you make of it

Don't want to be friends with a corpse
Cause karma is the only god
Don't want to be friends with a corpse
Cause karma is the only god

My bones are tired, they're tired and cold
My bones are tired, they're tired and cold
Track Name: Assayer
I've been planting a garden with my ghosts
Chasing whiskey with whiskey
I turn my back to the now
There are claws growing from my pockets
and I feel if I let go
I'll be lost forever
I died nine times
I came back more satisfied

On the last bridge to the point
I am rebound, a shy lighthouse
In attempt to silence the dissident
I feel no purpose, when consumed by that current
I must see my reflection to know I exist

And the comets were just a play of lights
There was nothing tangible
So my wishes fell, so my wishes fell

I've got my family and my friends
And the rest is just sand
I've got my family and my friends
And the rest is just sand

On the last bridge to the point
I am rebound, a shy lighthouse
In attempt to silence the dissident
I feel no purpose, when consumed by that current
I must see my reflection to know I exist

And the comets were just a play of lights
There was nothing tangible
So my wishes fell, so my wishes fell
So my wishes fell