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Valence (7 Split)

by Prize The Doubt

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1.
Ragnarok 02:38
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
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Assayer 03:42
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

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

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released April 1, 2015

Jeremy Hill, Alex Webb

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Prize The Doubt Columbus, Ohio

Jeremy Hill: Drums
Griffen Holt: Bass
Alex Webb: Guitar, Vocals, Lyrics

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