Sunwash

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1.
Fresh Out 02:04
Did you wash your hands clean of all my throat? Burn the bloody clothes or leave them out to soak? Keep it to yourself Hopeless she wrote Throw me back in the cell Hopelessly broke Cause everything's flipped up, and I'm fresh out of rope To tether my head down, to my throat Ragged lips, loose ends and gunsmoke Just don't hold me down kid, I'm trying to choke Plant your care, under my feet And watch me stomp it out, underneath me Cause everything's flipped up, and I'm fresh out of rope To tether my head down, to my throat Ragged lips, loose ends and gunsmoke Just don't hold me down kid, I'm trying to choke Fuck me up I'm your cuck Tasted blood Now you'll suck Social systems deconstruct Leave me sprawled over my luck Are you trying to say That you see the same as me? Cause if those eyes are working something else is sick Cause everything's flipped up, and I'm fresh out of rope To tether my head down, to my throat Ragged lips, loose ends and gunsmoke Just don't hold me down kid, I'm trying to choke
2.
Underthought and overgrown Blamed for the actions of a throne Told we're better skin and bone We just want to feel at home Customarily involved We're a problem they can't solve Pinned to the blackboard for their wrongs A mess of loose lips and loose tongues Has anyone figured that the stories we're told Don't make much sense when we're gross and old All we're taught is hatred Well rise against it I'm out of the patient feeling Every hall feels like a ward Every morning leaves me chored Every night has left me bored Every glance feels like a sore Has anyone figured that the stories we're told Don't make much sense when we're gross and old All we're taught is hatred Well rise against it Has anyone figured that the stories we're told Don't make much sense when we're gross and old All we're taught is hatred Well rise against it I'm out of the patient feeling Are you out of the patient feeling? I'm all out of the patient feeling Has anyone figured that the stories we're told Don't make much sense when we're gross and old All we're taught is hatred Well rise against it Has anyone figured that the stories we're told Don't make much sense when we're gross and old All we're taught is hatred Well rise against it I'm out of the patient feeling
3.
Tumble 03:55
Am I not dead yet Am I still here? I forsook my senses For sake of fear I needed time to Disappear And hold my gaze back Where it all comes clear I wanted to say it But it rang in my ears Lock it away then Until it appears Violent as daylight It's always too near Scream at the mirror It's never me here Tumble into flight I'm alone in the light Can't divulge what might Is this sickness or clear sight? I'm awake I'm hiding away The troubles they fade Into a grey What I wanted to say I'll hide it away Until it bleeds Violent as day Tumble into Tumble into the light I'm alone for I'm alone for the flight
4.
Terry May 03:16
It's hard to resign Yourself from this crime First degree "It's all fine Please extract what you want to find" Your scream is my smile All covered in bile Strong arm for your child Strong and stably defiled I'm honestly impressed That you can fake it and rest You're violently obssessed With taking more from less It's hard to resign Yourself from this crime First degree "It's all fine Please extract what you want to find" I'll breathe through your sick You throw and I'll stick Throw stones, I'll throw bricks You're not my elected.
5.
You know that you can keep that smile up For far too long Reading from the script that makes you It makes you wrong Imagine things that they will say When the wool runs out there and comes away Take your hands down from your eyes See your actions summarised You've made a mockery of life You've made a horrid fucking sight You only live to cut my throat out So you can swim I only want to be the monster That keeps you in So I can keep you running scared Sticking needles in your head Welcome to the stasis that you've maintained Little stagnant places Full of balls and chains Take your hands down from your eyes See your actions summarised You've made a mockery of life You've made a horrid fucking sight Close your fingers behind my eyes And rip them out I still see the truth I'll still live to see you lose Tear my hands off and use them to abuse I still feel your ooze I'll still live to see you lose

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released July 17, 2019

Tyler Blay - Vocals and guitar
George Dunn - Drums
Joe Jennings - Guitar
Sam Jennings - Bass and vocals

Talitha Hards - Album Artwork

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