Uploaded November 2023 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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And I can't decide, whether or not you fit the description
I am a shade who has come to haunt you in every sense of the word
There there there you are, standing standing amongst the ranks
Lip gloss, trim physique. Hold me down with the fierce mob mentality

We'll shine so bright
We'll shine so bright, with love and vengeance and honor and a strong sense of style
Our little army, the ranks of a punk rock community
The death that's in store for all that remains of the rats at the state house

Hey hey baby don't hold your eyes shut, you'll miss out on the best part of the war
The revolution, it couldn't stand, it couldn't stand
You're all dead to me
Dead to me

BLOOD ON THE STREETS, MY ARTISTIC LICENSE
The presence of god is a three lane highway
There's a boy in the streets, but the county lies silent
Shout it from the hills

Last night I looked god in the eyes
Nothing could ever defuse my deliberations
And they were the headlights of a station wagon
That is all I can recall prior to impact

Now my best friend thinks that he can be a phantom
He's fast asleep in the passenger seat, smiling back at me
And we're all off wondering somewhere
NO ONE LEAVES 'TILL THE SEARGANT GETS RID OF THIS BLOODY SCARF AND WHAT'S LEFT OF THE WINDSHIELD

And I've been arranging the death of everything and everyone
You should think about what you've been doing
Oh god think about what you've been doing
I am all that keeps you alive amongst these tactless benedictions
Tonight we all turn a blind eye
It's this and I'll endure nothing more



Full EP here:
youtu.be/UK1DeXQFDQg?si=i2WtwT-3Ti7kHiHP

Thanks LostSongs⚡