Like the dog outside that says it owns the street.

It's one part Revelation, two part Psalms.

My skin gets thicker, covered in needles and spikes.

Had that dream again. Where we were Siamese twins, and I'd follow you everywhere.

What makes it float, also makes it sink.

A desperate heart breaks, slip it in a briefcase.

From our RPM 2018 album Escape Plan

From our RPM 2018 album Escape Plan

From our RPM 2018 album Escape Plan

From our RPM 2018 album Escape Plan