moving back and forth doesn't have to take very much force oh but standing up straight, it does crowding doesn't count much when you are trying to limb out can we get down to the roots of us small connections can be found buried deep beneath…

spoon full of sugar in the mouth far too sweet had to spit it out now by bitterness replace a winterfresh, peppermint taste it still lingers on your breath on your lips, the kiss of death so have another piece of cake wash it down with…

we can see all the damage done well you might be the lucky one i can see where you're coming from you just might be the fortunate one this is my final run, this is i can breathe when the race is run and i might be the only one you can…

A taste of my own medicine's still medicine I suppose So why do I still feel so gross? Just below the canopy You see the forest through the trees Why can't I be taller than these? Your lying lips make myths Lying lips make myths You…

Verse One How did we get to this place in our lives where we hate each other how could you be so far away from me I’ll never understand With you by my side We could have been so great so perfect now Chorus And how the world can be so…

Wasteland Verse One Follow with soft eyes (I imagine it so hard to come by) Combing version wanted alive (Circumstance on my own) Constantly eyes dart (Sit and stare at poverty)  Raise your towers high (I figured you come around…

Alone again, shrinking under the city lights small price, large fee cashing out pressures building by the by in a world set a fire Everyone is Everyone is not the dripping stars of the melting sky Alone again, at a bus stop in July…

You'll lose everything like lightning casts shadows on the wall you'll be delighted by the persistence of vision The cool of the breeze the clouds, the rain The snow, the seas, the stars, the lakes The ponds, the bees, the frogs…

I'm mistepping, I'm a step behind Everybody wants to own you everybody wants to show you up I'm mistepping, I'm a step behind Notes: Matt Parker on bass Jarrett Osborn on Drums