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Ragnarok
02:38
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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
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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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Prize The Doubt Columbus, Ohio
Jeremy Hill: Drums
Griffen Holt: Bass
Alex Webb: Guitar, Vocals, Lyrics
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