Comes in a glossy digipak with four different panels. All photography by Logan Kruse. Disc artwork by Graves Hansen. All graphic designs by Shadow Devereaux & Keenan Nerby.
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ships out within 7 days
Now I don’t even talk to you
every now and again.
It’s not so much of being alone
Its deeper in the end. See I
Lost a friend burning the memories.
Still you seem to be somehow the fucking cancer of my dreams.
The dancer to a beat tearing my heart from me.
How can we be so fragile? But so naïve.
Now a, rose grown in concrete, can’t really be alive so,
How are you still breathing?
Between your teeth, sliding lies.
No more pillow talk, good night
Fighting just to hate fuck.
It’s all alright well,
At least that’s what we’d make up.
Seasons change us years can,
Weather the soul. Losing people that we love,
Spinning out of our control.
A proper noun to fill that hole being told
You’re really something.
Don’t try to love me, I’m broken and I’m ugly.
There’s no god above me
With these angels wrecking lives.
Or maybe I’m The Who to blame for hiding behind these blue eyes, now?
We don't see each other, the way we used to
And honestly that's just something I'm not used to
I know you're bruised baby girl, my hearts bruised too
I guess I played a tune that you really couldn't groove to.
I would go all in, but i've lost it all
I just wanted the ins, on what it cost to call
Toll free she told me that the cost was small
So I would climb to her peaks, now watch me fall
I'm a masochist, go on slash my wrist
And whisper to me that you love me 'til the blackness hits
I like lucid love, and loving lucidly
And writing it all down on some loose leaf
I find the lies between the lines of the true things
And see the beauty in the ugly of my mood swings
Truth hurts because the pain is what the truth brings
And truthfully your lies are what makes this life soothing
I stopped my yawn for fear of dawn missing
I'd buy for you, my dear, a whole a pharmacy
A lot can change in the long run so we'd
Take our shoes off and fall asleep
Wasn't till after the bars we'd speak
A couple tough actors in the barber seat
It was shear enjoyment when the time was free
Silently I would brew on the few that cut back
I flew the coup. It wasn't you
It was you, the booze, and blunt wraps
Shredded those love raps
I don't attach
Cancerous type behavior
I'm about one prayer
Away from being damned
Cause someone was anger
Fake or not, fuck it. Come down and meet the maker
I'm nested in the manger ducking danger
Suck your savior
I'll be doing better if you don't come up for air
I saved my life for late now there's no room for error
released April 29, 2016