Recorded and mixed at SDRL with Brad Lee
Mastered at Singing Serpent Studios by Rafter Santos-Roberts
lyrics
You say you don't have morals and that's okay with me but your constant revelations are digging way too deep. Every time I spit up my pride, I anchor down inside.
Hold another, wait for me.
Hold another, make me.
Flex your reputation. Let it be heard.
Are my constant revelations getting way too blurred?
Every time I spit up my pride, I anchor down inside.
Hold another, wait for me.
Hold another, make me.
Hold another, wait for me.
Hold another, wait for me-
I made myself believe I was holy E-between the dead and the proud, living and the loud, the chemical decay, the reason not to pray.
Ah.
My back broke after the alien, it, fell down.
I've been shape shifted by a blue reptilian!
I cut you in two, sign bigger cues!
I cut you in two and sign bigger cues.
credits
from American,
track released March 10, 2014
Silvio Damone- Bass/Vocals
Jordan Krimston- Guitar/Organ/Vocals
Alex Staninger- Drums/Vocals
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