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featuring Fanny Rose on cello

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Well we're havin' our fun and shootin' our guns
it don't matter where the bullets hit
we're all family here, we know the end is near
that's why we live with no regret

So you want to debate just leave it at the gate
this is our little escape
we all got something to say
get out of my way
you'll never be heard over the rage

When the fire dies down
the music's just a sound
and you start inhaling smoke
you lose your humor about how
life's a joke

you start to come down the encroaching clouds
reveal reality
there's nothing left to give up on
so nothing's free

there's something in the wind
that wipes off that fucking grin
and someday you'll be proud
to shut your fuckin' mouth
the venom in your gut
boils and spills up
and you're finally sick of all the fun

Now we know the violence in the rain
that our pleasure causes much pain
so we stick to the plan
ignore what we can't sustain
so we cut off our heads
speak to the dead
and wonder why we can't connect
in this mangled ceremony
the lies of our lives just project

when I hear the forest howlin'
from the jests of it's unwelcomed guests
I will know how far we are from respect
when the righteous remain their honor reclaimed
is inflames or already done died
when your body starts shakin' what's worse is inside

that gluttony and greed
want turns to need
those who claim to feel
are numb to what is real
and the saviors of our time
self flagellate to the song of the scum realized

Indulgence turns to revulsion
the butterflies turn to brick in the gut
the feeling of trust turns to disgust
as the rust is wiped away
from these reflections

At least we finally got what we wished
and watched it all turn into shit
the bridges crumble above the rift
in laughter I hear the silence
in love I feel the violence
my body burns as I'm sent adrift

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from Next Exit // Rest Neglected, released February 25, 2016

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