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Waltz
02:59
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2. |
The Waste Class
04:35
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If you took a breath, then you owe them a breath
Oh man I wish I was choking
And no one else is gasping with me
Just cover your ears
When do we stop being we?
Is it after you trade your heart with me? When the blood in you veins belong to someone else? A person of discontent.
The waste class average
So far beyond damaged
Always trying to match the pace
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It’s a live-action set back
One you can really let slip under the covers
Till you’ll never be comfortable again.
There’s not much we can do with guilt, but regret gives us something that we can work with.
Falling back into a pre dug pit
One foot in front of the other
I said it; gone
I said it; it’s gone
They never wanted to see you leave, never wanted you to succeed
And you really didn’t
And now you ride that yellow line
That’s the way it’s gonna be
That’s the way it’s always been
Welcome back to the mix
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4. |
Keep Sleeping
03:28
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I’m pulling out the plugs
Cutting all the cords
Calling in, cancelling plans
Covering my ass
Cutting off my ears
Laying down some ground work for fucking nothing
A brick with a message, thrown through my window
I can just ignore it all and keep sleeping
Problems knocking harder and harder
Sand the edges off and pass out to it all
Let the calendar pass us by
Turn the power of and the blinds down
Continue the day to day
Wake me up when it’s something worth remembering.
Keep sleeping
Wake me up when it’s something worth remembering
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5. |
Ungovernable
01:14
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6. |
Reprisal
04:11
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Save the seeds of love
The plants are all dead
A different fragrance emitted now
All the ice built like bricks; woven like muscle fibers under your frozen muscle fiber feet
You won’t be saved just cause you pay taxes; not much better than Sunday Catholics
I’ll fill your blue sky with the ash of this
Block out the sun
And bring cold air around
Are we more afraid of the dark than debt?
Grow out like a branch thick enough to hang your head on five days a week
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Stumble over your sentence structure (skip)
It’s the same sob story repeated (repeated repeated)
But somehow gets worse every time.
Where is the gun when you need it?
These sessions have some sort of confidentiality in case I say some thing accidentally like, “maybe I’m a little attention seeking”
Spend your Friday night to Sunday morning watching reruns
You don’t remember watching in the first place
Come Wednesday, it’s “what’s this fucking door doing in my way?”
A doctors job to diagnose and prescribe
Watch out for them pushers, there’s one on every corner
They went to school you know
Just tell them who you know
You give them a name, they give you a number
Ask them if they can help you out
At least it’s legal right?
It’s been weekend
I can’t remember if it’s my fourth of fifth time trying to remember if I’ve seen this one before
It’s Monday already, I think it’s time I took some time off work
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8. |
Collars To The Storm
03:32
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Getting over it is routine now
That probably says something about me
I’m getting lost on the way
But there’ll be time for that later
I’m such a coward
Gaining lessons out of losing
I’ve gone to far
Our brains are full of wanderlust
It’s our bodies that wanna stay
I can’t see the forest through the trees
Gaining lessons out of losing is an effigy and I’m almost out of energy
This isn’t my stop but I’ll get off here before I’ve gone to far
When I roll over, I take the sky with me
Tables keep turning but I’ve been dizzy since the start of the dance so step to this, maybe I’ll fall in love with that
I’ve lost way more than I’ve gained this year
Maybe I’ll fall in love with that
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9. |
Deal In Disappointment
04:36
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Why are you showing me your pocket lining?
This is a robbery for what your worth and it’s hardly worth the trouble
I’ll take life the way I want it, beat down or however I can get it
We know it’s a deal in disappointment
I accept I can’t change everything
Reveal it and just trash it
Look at it and fucking laugh at it
I am but I am, I lie to myself
I am but I am, in light of myself
Takes no life to know no life
Am I speaking loud enough? Can you hear me in the back?
I know, I need to know I’m being heard
Well alright, we’re in business now
Excuse me, do you know the way to heaven? Or should I just go fuck myself?
It was all uphill from there.
And when you say you can’t afford to make the payments
To which they respond,
“Well what else ya got?”
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10. |
For The Meantime
04:25
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Let’s let this story right itself
Don’t fuck with something that comes so naturally
The mess is way to big to be thrown under the carpet
Can we move on to more pressing issue please? Cause frankly, I don’t think this situation has gotten enough attention
Let me show you a real mess
A metaphorical car crash
I don’t think you can take your eyes off of this one
Get a load of the chewed up and spit out with nothing to show for it
Except callouses in places you never knew you had
Finger nails on bank statements
And sweat stains on the power bill
And all you wanted was a fucking drink
No one told this was a one way trip
Hold up man, let me grab my pen
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11. |
Knife Pervert
01:54
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12. |
Model Train Heist
07:00
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Check your coat at the smile lines in the sun
Never mind my own, they’ve grown there over time
Count down,
With every broken year and broken bottle you’ve left there in your way
I was raised in the land of smiles
One thousand miles, I picked my pennies off the track
Copper bent like childhood spent
Export my youth on the inevitable express
Lady at the front desk give us your best
Men of tomorrow lend me your ear
I never wanted to meet you here
One thousand miles I picked my pennies off the track
Whether it bends or breaks I am never coming back
Never mind
Just you never mind.
Pick the right side
Just pick your own side
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EXITS Edmonton, Alberta
"Straying from hardcore norms, but drawing inspiration from the late ‘90s to early ’00 era of the genre, EXITS produce
technically sound recordings and intense, sweat-soaked live energy, demonstrating the group’s passion for the sound. Not so chaotic that it’s out of control, they manage to capture the white-knuckled intensity of hardcore punk."
- Sled Island Music Festival, 2015
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Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly. Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant.
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b r u h Favorite tracks : All of them.
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Chaotic metalcore invoking early 2000s bands like Converge and Curl Up and Die.
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The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves.
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