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TEX SIN Thoroughly disgusting riffs, killer drum fills, relentless vocals, and hypnotizing basslines. Not to mention the fact that the lyrics are straight poetry. You have got to see these guys live. Favorite track: Sallow.
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1.
Hangarboyz 00:53
2.
Nesting Doll 02:20
crammed into a box, taught to walk identity is clay, malleble to everybody but you but brittle to the touch of self reflection you, with this biological imperative to return the favor probably shouldn't ripping from the ether pulling from oblivion only to be thrown back in dispersed energy an imperceptible void contentment a precipice with a blank snowy plateau ever exalted, based in fiction nothing is promised it's better to never know
3.
Poser Scum 01:01
show face, support your scene regardless of talent, regardless of negative emotion how arrogant to think anything you do is more important? wasting time with your friends at the venue smoking cigarettes with your friends at the venue better come out all your friends are here I suppose its better than sitting at home waiting to die
4.
Sisyphus 01:23
child at heart, child at mind push and shoved though single file lines theres a light, your curiosity your intrigue As time fades so does that light inside you calloused by loss after loss you trudge on your experience a bitterant, a deterant for contact too tired to invest in yourself any longing you give up
5.
A solitude I will never reach impenetrable happiness, languid cloud of silver, this tortoise shell; a barrier from the nothing. I long to be composed-- dying to remain in static. Now defiled, deflowered, hallowed. lofted, sacrement disemboweled and putrid. bringing me to my kneess, this crippling nauseatic agony-- the amnesiac, aphrodisiac, parasitic boil. dragged down into insufferable torment-- torrid cloud is grey and silver is a tarnished mirage
6.
Interlude 00:37
7.
Pod People 02:28
sedated by screens beguiled by aught you consume shit a human toilet so vile you waive your right to be cleaned by anybody fact in the otherhand betwixed a cosmic charade your time is not yours ever fleeting You stood no chance
8.
Pendulum 05:18
white foam ever effervescent replaces the air around your throat familiar knell echoes while yourputrid miasma forms dare to castigate this situation all too familiar through denegration and unknowning subjugation once dogma your word is now maxim with highest soapbox in the bubble your sycophants applaud airing grievances in the form of information
9.
Sallow 02:03
I'm not above this, I've indulged despite knowing the source I've indulged child labor and violence all for naught my hands are stained, my will is broken I have only two feet but my tracks resemble a wild beast deserving of slaughter sunken crushing experience when will it go away? like sickness you crave to feel normality only to neglect when not affected soul marred, sallow, and jaundiced lacking the will to change thrown deep into the self loathing I rot here helplessly echoing a human feedback loop with leased euphoria life imitates death

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released January 2, 2019

Recorded and Produced by James Whitten at High Tower Studios, New Orleans LA

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Crossed New Orleans, Louisiana

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austin-drums
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levi-guitar

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