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write me off this whole fucking game is sick
you all know the devil he's a mutual friend
and he's got what you need to meet your ends

'cause when the price of life is so low don't seem no thing to sell your soul
that's just the way it is and that's everything that we've ever known
they'll put your mind to the grind and they'll work your fingers to the bone
do you really believe that do you think that they're on your side
when you know it's our blind minds that allow their kind to continue to thrive
they've got no value for life
it's time, open up your eyes and realize we've been left behind

and nobody fucking cares when everyday brings a new way to waste our time

"reality" TV "in touch" magazines you've got to be fucking kidding me
distribute dissolution on every page
you're so goddamn desperate just to relate
hypnotized by the mainstream
please tell me more about all your bling
they've got you subdued you're living in a dream
oh what i'd do to give you a fucking taste of reality

heart-felt rebel don't let them sound your death rattle

the futures not what it seems watch as ignorance reigns and dividing lines define everything and i've done some thinking to myself and I realize that life is compromise 'cause you got to play the game to beat it.

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from Give Us the Bad News First, released May 21, 2014

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James D : Guitar
David : Vocals
James B : Bass
Eli : Drums

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